We learn that no amount of heartbreak will ever make us forget who the fuck we are, what we bring to the table, and just how amazing we all are.
All who want to die in any given moment feel crippling disconnection... but the silence of shame and the disease of perfectionism keeps us from saying it.
Living real means recognizing that all of us at one time or another will mess up. We're going to be a part of the conditions that cause hurt for others.
When we feel open to talk about it… when we let the pain breathe… when we don’t feel judged and ostracized… that’s when things get a little easier.
I learned that there comes a time when being kind to another is being unkind to myself. When the hurt becomes overwhelming, we must leave.
#MeToo means we’re human. We’re all full of confusion and delusion and fear. And the more we share, the more we move through our fear.
I’m holding in my body so much anger and humiliation, and I’m lashing out at the one who hurt me. There is a real confusion in my heart as to why we found ourselves in this place. I have lost confidence in who I am and my place in the world... My shadow side is the pure expression of my hurt, ...