Amy Horton

You are exactly as you are meant to be. You are not a mistake. You are not broken.

The truth is that no one knows where they’re going.

The truth – a truth I’ve realized at long last – is that this is my life and I’m not here to live it privy to anyone else’s opinions or expectations.

The idea of choice seems exciting, but it can also feel terrifying to know that you truly are the creator of your own life.

Life is fluid, and people come and go.

I am here to take responsibility for my choices.

When you’re spending all of your energy covering them up, you’ll never fix them.

You are worthy. You are beautiful. You are so incredibly lovable.

Self-care, in the end, is simply a higher level of coping.

You’ve got this. You really do.

I am living proof that a person can move through life and seem well-adjusted, even capable, while drowning inside.

I would tell you that I’m so glad you’re back, I really am. But … we need to take things slow. After all, you did leave me. 

Until I learn to embrace myself fully—all aspects, every bit of shame that I have not faced—I cannot move forward. I will always run in circles.

I know that I’m a love addict, that I care about finding someone and being in love more than I care about figuring out my life for myself. I know that I have serious attachment issues.

I don’t know if I came here to feel soothed or tear myself apart all over again.

It’s happened again.

In order to get the future you deserve, you must believe it into reality.

She’s a special person, the woman who never had any help.