I have long ago accepted that I am a little crazy and a little weird. It wasn't that exciting a revelation though. Turns out everyone is.

A lot of people don't like me. I take that as evidence that I have done something beautifully different or something extraordinary.

I have to wonder at what point the people fighting to protect marriage will realize that traditional couples haven't exactly been doing too good a job of it so far.

If bullies actually believe that somebody loves them and believes in them, they will love themselves, they will become better people, and many will even become saviors to the bullied.

People who love themselves, don't hurt other people. The more we hate ourselves, the more we want others to suffer.

Some moments can only be cured with a big squishy grandma hug.

I will never grow thick skin, so that you don't have to feel bad about being a jerk to me.