Amy Horton

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.