This isn't just an unhappy planet. Sometimes very good things can happen.

You can't pursue something and be committed to it if you're apologizing for it at every party.

I have no affectation when I speak

I just want to start writing, whether or not any of it is useable or marketable.

There was a time there when I thought going out was so fun. I don't know how it happens, but suddenly that's not a priority anymore.

My hair got lighter, and I gradually went blonde. I liked it. Had more fun. But my image of myself in my head is this dark-haired person.

I've learned you can make a mistake and the whole world doesn't end. I had to learn to allow myself to make a mistake without becoming defensive and unforgiving.