I want all of you to look in the mirror. Decide whether or not you’d be proud to live with the person staring back at you for the rest of your life.
I know I am. And if you are too, I want you to know that you don’t have to take anyone’s shit. No one should ever feel like they have the power to take away your spark. I’ve made the mistake of letting multiple people throw me to the side, stomp on me, only to do it again the next day. I’m so tired. I’m tired of being a doormat. I’m tired.