Ernest Hemingway once said, “We’re stronger in the places that we’ve been broken.”
If I have learned anything from life this far, it’s that the darkest depths eventually lead to the brightest places; enduring pain grants us the ability to grow and the most toxic people teach you the most significant lessons. I’ve learned that no matter how grim things are, there is always hope; and no matter how weak you can feel at times, you are strong. You have to keep going.
Life is about who you love and who you hurt.
Life is about how you see yourself.
Life is about happiness, trust and compassion.
Life is about what you say and what you mean and having a positive impact on those around you.
Life is about finding your strength.
In what ways are you strong?
Seeing your flaws and shortcomings is an easy thing. Especially, when people are so eager and willing to point those out. But, the hard thing is to look at yourself and see your strength. To ignore the negativity and doubt in your head. To see your worth and to know where you’ve come from and what you’ve overcome.
Strength can be manifest in a million different ways. It doesn’t have to look the same. My strength may not look like yours. It's found in my ability to forgive; to let go of things that don't serve me. I don't hold on to anger and I always look for the best in every situation and every person. My strength is in my ability to love those close to me fiercely and so completely. My strength is in my ability to feel, and to feel deeply. My strength is in my ability to endure and never give up. My tears and my open heart can be deceiving but, rest assured, I am strong. I have been hurt, I have fought, I have persevered. This little body with this high pitched voice is stronger than you'll know. I have been broken, I have been judged and I have endured. I am strong.
I am a bad mama jama.