...you are defined not by life's imperfect moments, but by your reaction to them.
I had no idea how complicated and solitary it could be to write a simple book.
When I was in junior high I read a lot of Danielle Steele. So I always assumed that the day I got engaged I'd be naked, covered in rose petals, and sleeping with the brother of the man who'd kidnapped me.
I try to be appreciative of what I have instead of bitter about what I’ve lost.
Dissension is healthy, even when it gets loud.
Writing about my illness put me into places. It was very triggering. I had to completely remove myself and practice self-care. I learned to be patient.