And am really thankful to know now…
Happiness is a choice, and it’s achieved only by internal effort.
Trying new things can be rewarding.
I’m an introvert, which affects and explains a whole lot about the ways I function. (I really wish I’d understood this in high school and early adulthood.)
Your number of regrets doesn’t have to equal your number of mistakes.
Imperfection can be cool.
No one has the right—or power—to make me feel how I don’t want to feel.
I don’t have to surrender to someone’s wishes or thoughts just because of their position or standing, or because in the moment they’re more sure than I am.
I’m actually pretty awesome.
It’s okay to want to explain myself, but I don’t have to justify myself.
Some people aren’t worth forgiving.
I can do things on my own.
I don’t have to get along with everyone.
Vulnerability is a strength.
I deserve the world.
Not everyone understands me, and that’s okay.
It’s only me who holds me back.
I know myself better than anyone, and shouldn’t let others convince me to do things I don’t want to do, small or big.
Sometimes you just have to stop thinking so much.
Little things add up to make life really significant.
I can exert control over my reactions and, therefore, my stress levels.
It’s okay to let yourself feel blue. (It’s actually pretty cleansing.)
Misunderstanding causes more problems than most things.
Having opinions is good, being opinionated is not.
Loneliness isn’t an unhealthy or uncommon feeling.
Everybody doesn’t have to believe the same thing.
I can and should claim my worth.
Once you accept that life will always offer challenges, it’s not so hard to face them.
I can trust and not second-guess my intuition.
I am a strong individual.
Life is good, despite all its mess.