My Thirst For Self Improvement, Understanding, And Creativity, Ends When Im Dead. You Can Help Or Get

My thirst for self improvement, understanding, and creativity, ends when I’m dead. You can help or get out of my way. Either way, I don’t care what you do.

Fuck family that doesn’t respect you or your boundaries.

“Listen to me, your body is not a temple. Temples can be destroyed and desecrated. Your body is a forest — thick canopies of maple trees and sweet scented wildflowers sprouting in the underwood. You will grow back, over and over, no matter how badly you are devastated.”

— Beau Taplin

Families will be underline toxic and then expect you to spend your holidays or free time with them. My sanity is worth more than pleasing someone who cannot respect boundaries.

I will make something look easy because I have done the hard work to get it there.