Here are a few of the things I’ve learned from my six month old niece.

I ended my relationship with my parents and you have permission to do the same thing.

Hope is daring and terrifying. Hope is the exquisite mixture of all possible futures both light and dark. Hope is a super power and without it I was suffering.

Yesterday I tripped into an unhealthy habit. Today I am climbing my way out.

I recently said no to a part of my life. It has been difficult, grief inducing and the best decision I’ve ever made. But as hard as that no was, I would never have had the strength to do it without first saying yes to wholeheartedly accepting love.

I drink the bitter poison for you
I think it is my job
I think this is what it means to love someone

It was truly a light bulb moment. Like I’d flipped a switch and all the times I’d heard this message, suddenly became illuminated.

The woman in the mirror needed to be someone else because this compassion for myself felt selfish. Like putting my needs and feelings first somehow made me a bad person.

Romantic relationships have always been elusive to me. It's strange to use the word elusive, as if relationships are some rare thing that I could only capture if I did exactly the right things.