I can’t apologize for who I am any more. Even better, I have no desire to.

I had to learn to see my shadow and hold my pain in its fullness with acceptance and forgiveness so that I could release the hate I felt for myself and quit hurling it blindly toward others.

The more accepting I've become about all the pieces of myself—even the crazed, hysterical ones—the more relaxed I've become with who I am.And then one day you figure out how to be more peaceful with all of your hysteria, and suddenly you’re not as hysterical so often.

I am learning to accept everything about myself,even the part of me that struggles to accept everything about myself.

In acceptance, I am grounded. In vulnerability, I am strong. In love, I am whole.

Love is not blind.Love sees everything and says yes to it all.

at last he understood that he has always been forgiven and worthy of love,and that no one could take that from him, that not even he could take that from himself.

I won’t stop until I can look at myself in the mirror in love with the person I see.