Letting go is also a way of holding on to yourself.

You're allowed to rewrite your own story.

Peace is expensive. Pay for it anyway.

Feelings aren't facts, but they deserve a seat.

Walls keep out the pain, but also the love.

We rarely see the moments that change us.

Some storms pass through to rearrange things.

Old wounds, new wisdom.

Not everything that weighs you down is yours to carry.

Your worth isn't measured by who stays.

Nobody talks about how much you grieve who you used to be.

The people who stay through your storms deserve your sunshine.

Hope is a quiet kind of brave.

Life doesn't get easier. You get softer and stronger at once.

I'm learning that peace is a choice I make daily.

People change, and so do the reasons they stay.