I don’t need to be liked by everyone to love who I am. Chasing universal approval

I didn’t get stronger by avoiding the storm. I got stronger by walking through it. Storms

I didn’t lose myself. I discovered the parts I’d been hiding. That feeling of being “lost”?

The moment I trusted my own voice, the noise stopped mattering. I used to poll everyone

I didn’t need permission to change. I needed the courage to start. Here’s what happened when

I stopped apologizing for the space I take up. “Sorry for speaking up.” “Sorry for having

I didn’t rise from the ashes just to blend in. Whatever brought you to your knees

The people-pleaser me? She taught me to stop trying to earn the affection of others. The

You know that version of yourself you keep locked away? The one you think is too

I was proud of the fact that I’d made it (almost) through my 50s without wanting