Healing my Relationship with Money
Healing my relationship with Money by Miranda Scott

Most recently on my mirror in my kitchen I wrote the affirmation: 

“I have a great relationship with Money $$$. I am great at saving Money. Money flows to me. My income is always increasing. I make an abundance of Money by doing creative work that I love”

I have never felt so connected to an affirmation before, this affirmation means a lot to me because this is what I truly want for my life.

I believe in the power of manifestation and everything I write on my mirror becomes true for me, however I never felt confident enough to write that until now.

I have not always had the greatest relationship with money.

I think this is something a lot of people struggle with and you never hear much conversation about money unless its negative or boastful. I prefer an outlook on money that falls somewhere in the middle.

From a young age a lot of limiting beliefs was instilled in me about money.

My father didn’t believe women should work and you weren’t doing womanhood correctly unless a man was paying everything for you.

This never felt right to me. As soon as I could, I got a job. I wanted to work.

My father would always say “if you are anything like me, then you will never be broke”,

But I wasn’t anything like him, so that put me on this narrow path. I looked up to him and although sales came naturally to me just like they did to him, I thought that if I didn’t execute my financial path exactly the way he did, then I wouldn’t succeed.

I needed to repair my consciousness.

We all have different talents and we are living in an era where you can pull in cashflow a trillion different ways.

I am learning to look outside the box, go out of my comfort zone and meet new people who are making money in the coolest ways!

Every time I would get ahold of money it would seem I would want to give it away, spend it, or invest in something I thought would make sense to my dad. “Daddy Issues to the fullest in this neck of the woods”

I thought you had to be great to have money, and I didn’t feel great, therefore I didn’t feel worthy, therefore consciously I would sabotage my income.

Just because you have money does not mean you are great.

A big house and a fancy car doesn’t make you shit.

And just because you take two vacations a year doesn’t mean that you’re happy.

Its all about perspective.

I am great no matter what my income is because I am resilient, resourceful, kind, a truth teller, and unapologetically myself. I am great because I can get back up from anything and I love unconditionally.

Now that I am on an ever growing path of spirituality I now accept that I am deserving of a great income that allows me to work for myself creatively and also so I can invest in experiences that allow me to grow more mind, body, and spirit. I want these experiences for me, not because I have anything to prove to anyone else.

Manifestation is very real and so I am careful of what I say, but I can confidently say I do not want a fancy life. That’s what suits ME! Although fancy lives do look really awesome on Instagram but they come at a price and a lot of hard work, which I so respect.

But I desire a slower pace and more balance because I realize wealth is also more than a dollar amount.

I want to always be my own boss and work creatively so that I experience as little stress as possible. Stress is hard on me and my body is sensitive. I want low stress so I have optimal health. I never want to get sick. I want to buy all organic groceries and drink yummy green juice everyday. I always want my nails and hair done and a yoga membership if I’m feeling the need to be active. I want freedom and healthy relationships. I want to be able to go to dinner with my friends and go fun places whenever I want. I want my daughter and fur babies taken care of at all times and for them to experience health in abundance. I want a practical car that never fails me. I want enough money to take trips whenever I want and I want to live in a cabin in the mountains for one whole year, and then a bungalow on the beach another without worrying about the outside world.

That’s the life I want and I will have it because I deserve it and I’m not worried about the how, I know the universe will lead me there. I have faith that it will show me the way.

 

 

 

 

 

How to Prepare Your Heart & Mind for Happiness in the New Year

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Its time to make yourself into a blank canvas so that you can design your year however your heart desires.

Sometimes when I meditate I envision myself as a blank canvas. Beautiful colors of soft paint are being splashed and thrown & I am taking the paint brush and I am painting the most beautiful picture. Sometimes its just a rainbow of colors but what’s most symbolic is how I’m working the brush. I’m always stretching the paint, reaching and pushing it even further than I thought I could. To me it means never ending growth. I’m always changing, always pushing my limits, always wanting to see how deep I can reflect inward, and its such a beautiful piece of art. The greatest masterpiece I will ever paint, is myself.

Once upon a time I didn’t feel that way. I didn’t see anymore growth in my future. I was terribly sick with my auto immune disorder, I was in the hospital several times a week with panic attacks, I was severely depressed, I had just lost my parents and a friend to a terrible tragedy, I had a toddler to care for, I was going through a lawsuit because of my father taking the life of a young girl, two complicated estates to settle, two houses to empty and a lot of negativity from my dads friends and family later and I wasn’t sure I wanted to live anymore. Oh and whenever someone asked how I was doing I would say, “I’m fine”.

I started traveling because I wasn’t sure I was going to make it. I would say to my husband, “I want to take this trip with Charlie because I don’t know how much time I have.” Charlie is my now five year old daughter.

Traveling never brought me much joy. I went on a trip to Sedona Arizona without my family and I just sat in the mountains one day and cried because even after hiking a mountain side there was a hole in my heart that even that view couldn’t fill.

I wasn’t exactly suicidal, my dad commited suicide and just having to read that on his death certificate was bad enough, let alone having to picture it happening on a loop every time I closed my eyes until the end of my days. I didn’t want to do that to my daughter, I just use to wish that I would close my eyes one night and my heart would give out. With my disease that could happen anyway and I wasn’t medicating or taking care of myself at the time, because I just didn’t care if I lived.

Somewhere along the way I found my will to live, but I decided that it wouldn’t be like that. There had to be more to life. There had to be more to life than all the fucked up things I had lived through just to be sitting in a pool of depression and not wanting to live anymore.

I don’t know if we have any control over how we are going to die for the most part, but I do know that we 100% have control over on how we chose to live, and we can choose happiness.

#1: We Are Not Our Past or The Things That Have Happened To Us

We all have a past. We all have a story. If you talk to anyone, they will tell you about happy times in their lives, but I can bet that they will also be able to tell you something heartbreaking or sad about their lives too.

When I would sit down for a session with my therapist she thought I had one of the most interesting but heartbreaking lives. She would say, “Miranda, you should write a book”, and I would say “Sure, but I don’t think anyone would be interested in reading it”. And I still feel like that is true. Every book needs an ending. The story of the first 30 years of my life will only mean something to me if I live the next 30 years as authentic and true as possible. I want to write a story that is beyond my suffering. My father caused my suffering, the most important part of my story will be how I decided I’m more than that.

We are more than our childhoods, we are more than the tragic things that have happened to us. Separate yourself from it.

Separate yourself from yesterday, it’s gone

Let go of 2017 and move into 2018 with an open heart.

Leave your past behind and feel free to create the life that you always dreamed of.

#2 Take Inventory of Yourself

Who are you? Who do you want to be?

Write it down.

Write down your flaws. Decide which ones you want to own and which ones you want to change.

Decide what you are great at and focus on that.

I’m not good at math, I’m not ever going to be good at it and I hate it, so I’m not going to go out and go to college for something that requires intense levels of math.

I am 31 years old, I don’t have time to dick around. I choose to focus on what I’m good at.

I use to think I was a failure because I wasn’t an academic.

No, I’m just great at other things and I’ve made peace with that and you should too!

You cannot be afraid to face who you really are.

If there is something inwardly that you do not like about yourself you can always change it. (Not to be conflicting with the above statement) But if you do not take that inventory of yourself you will never know.

The more self-aware you become, the more in tune and authentic you can be.

#3: Let Go of Any Relationships No Longer Serving You

This is probably the most important.

You cannot focus on any of these other steps if you are giving your time, energy, and resources to relationships that are no longer giving meaning to your life.

Relationships with the wrong people can be incredibly draining.

I love people, I really do, I get emotionally attached to people like a mother fucker.

I would say as a completely sober person, my one drug in life is connecting with a persons soul.

And I need that fix.

Craving that fix is what leaves me holding hands with an incredibly handsome man in my hotel in Salem and talking about life until 6 in the morning.

That thrill leaves me skinny dipping until 5 am with a guy that I barely know feeling vulnerable as fuck but undeniably joyful.

It leads me to rooftops over-looking beautiful cities, plane rides, new experiences, late night dinners, and long walks with cups of coffee.

I love never knowing where I might end up or who I’m going to meet.

Connecting with people for me is what makes life meaningful.

But when that connection ends, walls go up, and you feel that cold breeze, move on with your life!

Sometimes connection is only for one night and that’s ok.

I’m saying this one loud and clear for myself to hear as well!

Any time I try to force things (especially with a romantic interest) it always leaves me with a bad taste in my mouth. I’m always like, “Fuuuuucccck, why did I do that?” and then I “facepalm”. Save yourself the heartache, do not be a hopeless romantic like me.

I have a terrible habit of really liking a person and seeing their potential, projecting all of that potential on them at once and forgetting that they are human and at any moment they can end up falling short.

They wont even be fulfilling my true need for connection but I will hold on in hopes that it will happen because they are a nice person or something to that degree.

But literally, don’t nobody got time for that.

That partner that you once had a great connection with but they went cold, let them go!

That friend that keeps saying she wants to meet for coffee but it never seems to happen, let it be.

That woman who really wants to be friends but you have met up a few times and you just don’t feel a connection, its ok, you cant be friends with everybody.

If you have a friend that is constantly dumping her negativity onto your plate and its starting to effect your mood too, say I’m sorry but I cannot have this in my life.

Drawing all of these boundaries makes time and space for more meaningful relationships to come into your life that your soul is craving.

And if anyone, I mean anyone is mean or disrespectful to you, cut them out of your life IMMEDIATLY without hesitation. They are not worth the two hours it took me to write this blog.

I will leave you with this quote,

“I am willing to let go. I know that every person has divine guidance and wisdom within them, so I do not have to run their lives for them. I am not here to control others. I am here to heal my own life. People come into my life at the right time. We share the time we are meant to have together, and then at the perfect time they leave, and I lovingly let go. I release others to experience whatever is meaningful to them and I am free to create that which is meaningful to me.” -Louise Hay

#4: Words Are Powerful

Do not go into 2018 talking bad about yourself.

When we constantly talk negatively about ourselves our minds believe it.

I still have trouble even taking a compliment.

Someone would say “Oh Miranda, you look cute” and I would always respond, “Thanks, but…”. I could never just take the compliment. I couldn’t even let other people say nice things about me. Now I try my hardest to sit through the discomfort and graciously and confidently say “thank you”.

I grew up with parents who spewed a lot of negative self talk.

My dads favorite saying was “Life sucks and then you die”.

Its no wonder where I learned it from.

Well, he was right, his whole life sucked and then he died. He created that with his negativity.

Words are extremely powerful and what we say often times comes true.

So, please don’t be mean to yourself, and don’t be afraid to speak your dreams, even if it seems silly.

Say them a loud riding in the car, looking in the mirror, or write them in your journal.

Like my girl Louise Hay says, at first an affirmation may seem silly, if it was truth, you wouldn’t have to put it in an affirmation, but the more you say it to yourself the more you will believe it. Its only a matter of time.

(Side Note: If you don’t have a journal, get one! It will be the best thing you buy this year. You can get one for 5 bucks from Half Priced Books)

#5: Don’t Go Looking For Happiness In Anyone or Anything Other Than Yourself

Happiness isn’t going to come from marriage, having children, shopping, sex, food, money, status, a new job, friends, or anything else.

There are so many people in this world who have so much money, they have had so many successes and yet they are unhappy.

There are people who have very little, can’t afford food, or to pay their bills, and they are so bitter and unhappy.

Happiness doesn’t come from anywhere or anyone, it comes from within ourselves.

You tap into your happiness by loving and respecting yourself.

You love and respect yourself by being true to who you are, drawing boundaries, being kind to yourself & others and looking out for your mental health.

I’m just as guilty as the next person when it comes to searching for happiness.

If I’m feeling down I want to eat cookies, I want sex, I want to shop.

But afterward I’m still not happy.

You can only outrun your mental health for so long.

People will say I will be happy when I lose X amount of weight for example. They lose the weight but they are still not happy and its only a matter of time before they regress, put the weight right back on and find themselves miserable and right back to where they started.

If happiness was as easy as 50 pounds lost, new shoes, or a tinder date, we would all be happy.

My best friend said to me once “if we don’t have our mental health then we have nothing”, that really stuck with me.

Make necessary doctors appointments, see a therapist, meditate, read a self-help book, rid yourself of negativity, listen to your intuition when it says this person, place or thing is no good for you. All of this will heed way for you to tap into your happiness.

Once you get that clear shot and you keep putting in the work happiness will flow.

You deserve it, and never undermine all the effort you are making, you are incredible and it is the greatest work you will ever do.

A Crystal Necklace to Protect the Empaths Spirit

Ever wonder if you might be an Empath?

Who am I kidding? You probably know for sure because, well, you are empathic!

Personally, I view myself as an intuitive empath.

An Empath is a hypersensitive person that is highly in tune with the emotions of people, places, and animals, so much so that sometimes we can actually feel what they are feeling and we will continue to carry those emotions with us, making it hard to distinguish the pros and cons of being an empath. Is it a curse or is it a gift?

Sometimes being an Empath is fun and interesting, for example, I used my abilities to shop for my family’s home. I like old things, I think that’s because I can feel the history, I can feel when something has been loved….or not loved. I found our home in Cleveland Ohio, it was built in the 1920’s but the couple we bought it from had only been the second owners. The original owner was Mrs.Geiger, she was beloved in the neighborhood, especially by children who used our now home as the designated hangout spot. She grew old in our home and died there. The second owners were the couple we purchased the home from. They were a beautiful couple, they were also extremely kind and genuine. They adopted two children in that home, and when you walked in you could feel so much joy and love. I needed to feel that feeling before buying a home. Growing up my homes never felt like that, and we moved to often to manifest any sort of good energy anyway. Our home still feels full of love, and I would say my intuition did not lead me astray. A lot has happened the last 4 years but my home has always played a huge roll in my peace and healing.

Sometimes being an Empath can feel like a curse. Energy is real weather people realize it or not. Because we are so kind, caring, great listeners, and advice givers people with a lot of emotional baggage tend to be attracted to us. Even darker, we tend to attract sociopaths and narcissist, literal energy vampires. I was raised by a narcissist, so I continued attracting people like this into adulthood. I always had girlfriends who had so much negativity going on in their lives but they never wanted to do anything to change it. I would end up on my couch, depressed, tired, sleeping a lot, dreading the next time we would see each other, but I kept going back for more because I wanted to be kind, I wanted to help save, and based on integrity isn’t that what friends are suppose to do? I drew no boundaries for myself because I thought being all in and all open was what you had to do for family and friends.

Well I have great news…. you can draw boundaries for yourself! You can even cut off relationships all together! However when you find yourself in a situation where the emotional cords have been tied, I have the tool for you, and its easy and cheap to make!

Black Kyanite, legend says Michael the Archangels sword he used to defeat Satan was made from the crystal Black Kyanite. Its an extremly resilient crystal and from the research I have done it is the one crystal that does not need to be be cleansed or recharged making it incredibly unique.

Holding it in my hands it feels strong, brave, it feels powerful and dark. I think the darkness that it possesses is the perfect balance an empath needs. Especially those of us unevolved, constantly wanting to see the light and the best in everyone that crosses our path.

As I was researching and finding the right crystal to protect empathic energy I started thinking how convenient it would be to make this particular crystal into a necklace on a long chain. I know a forget everything and part of the ritual is to swoop the Kyanite all around your body to cut energy cords being tied to you. So if its on a long chain you will always have it with you and will be able to cut away if need be!

An empath cutting energy cords be like…

Supplies you will Need:

 

Black Kyanite: for locals I found mine at “Lion and Blue” in Lakewood. For everyone else you can find an assortment of Crystals at your local healing or witchcraft store. If you still cannot find the Black Kyanite you can always resort to online.

A long chain: you can choose whatever chain catches your eye. I did sterling silver in a 30in. Length.

Wire: you can find wire for jewelry crafting at any hobbie store like Michaels or Pat Catans.

Small pliers for bending the wire

A candle in a soothing scent (optional): this is just a personal preference but I like to have a candle present for anything I do, whether that be journaling or meditating or crafting jewelry!

A journal (optional): this is also optional but I chose to journal my project and also my incantation.

Light your candle and create a calming, beautiful space to craft a piece of jewelry that will mean a lot to you.

Step One: Wrap the crystal until you get a loop to place it on the chain. Below I included some GIFS so you could see how we fandangled the shit of it! And then poof like magic we had a loop! No but seriously there is no method really and you can be as neat or as messy with this process as you would like!

Step Two: Place on the chain and you now have a beautiful, simple but powerful piece of jewelry!

 

Next meditate with your crystal close to your body or heart. Envision moments of feeling really free, nudity, cliff diving, skydiving, breaking the rules, anything your heart feels is freeing.

Think of your incantation. “The past in now behind me. I cut these spiritual cords that bind me. So mote it be”. Say or feel your incantation as you sweep your crystal across your body.

Now wear and use your crystal when you find yourself around those negative people, human vampires, or troubling experiences like a holiday with toxic family members for example. Also use it to let go of people who have stories or actions that are triggering to your past. When it is time to let go sweep it all over your body, especially under your left ribcage (a hotspot for incoming psychic energy) say your incantation and visualize feeling free and cutting all the energy cords attached to your body..

So there you have it. Protect yourselves empaths. Your mental health and well being are worth it. Drawing boundaries is an act of self love. Love yourself.

If any of you make this, send me pics of you wearing it! I would love to see!

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Save Your God Damn Self

This is the post excerpt.

WARNING: mention of murder, suicide, and domestic abuse/violence

When you were little did you ever wonder what you would be when you grew up, or what you would do for the world? I know I did. For as long as I can remember I have been a fixer. #empathprobs

I was voted nicest girl in my class, & I always sat with the new kid at lunch. I couldn’t stand anyone being left out or lonely. As an adult it would be the complex that would leave me emptying my pockets on East 4th street, scrounging my pockets for quarters  for any homeless person who asked.

I loved animals. I would read everything I could get my hands on about the environment. I would lay awake at night with a bellyache worried about the Great Barrier Reef.  Sharks were being slaughtered at an alarming rate, our oceans were being polluted. Most of all I worried because I read that when our oceans died we all would die so how could I save the world? I would make posters in my room, dreaming of all the activism I was going to do as an adult. I was determined to make a difference.

Spoiler alert I never made that marine biologist/activist dream come true but I continued being an animal lover and I still try to do my part. As a matter of fact I am attending an event for “Pin-ups for Pitbulls” tonight. Eat grilled cheese, raise money for adorable dogs, hell yes, sign me up!

The biggest part of my fixer mentality came from my parents tumultuous relationship. Since I could talk I was trying to keep their marriage together and making up for my fathers short comings.

My parents were together for 30 years but split up every 3 to 6 months like clockwork. That’s when my mother and I would pack up and head to West Virginia to stay with my grandpa, or sometimes with my Grandma, or depending on finances we would find ourselves in a place of our own, but no matter where we went my father was never far behind. He would always make contact under the guise of wanting to be in touch with his only daughter, but he never asked me much about myself or how I was coping. He always wanted to know what my mom was wearing, who she had been talking to and how we could plot to get them back together. Along with a fixer I also became a master manipulator of my mother, something I had to make peace with later in life. My mom was my best friend but I didn’t always have her best interest in mind.

I was just a kid being groomed to take the world upon my shoulders and all I ever wanted was for my parents to be happy and every time I brought them back together they were, for a little while.

My dad would lovebomb the shit out of us. He would take us to dinners and shopping for whatever we wanted, the pat on the top of my head for a job well done. I would get so excited to watch them fall in love all over again, I would fall behind in the mall just to watch them hold hands but knowing soon enough we would do it all over again. Seeing them happy made me happy.

So for 28 years I lived my life for my parents and I did nothing for myself. Eventually my father turned into my toxic bestie and I went from daughter to therapist trying to coach him into integrity. My mom, well she was my capable, smart, amazing best friend,  but she couldn’t see it, and I had to constantly remind her that life was worth living. My childhood years I spent convincing her we needed my dad in our lives, while my adult years I would spend time rebuilding her confidence and trying to make her realize she didn’t need him. By this time she became full of social anxiety and had no other friends except for me. So how could I go to college or move to another state or follow any of my dreams. How could I? My parents needed me and to be honest I had become completely co-dependent upon them as well.

So three years ago when my father murdered my mother and took his own life, I didn’t know what to do. My whole world was ripped from me. I was shocked, even though all the signs had been right in front of my face the entire time. Love always makes us see the best in people.

The whole first year I would do a lot of therapy and I would spend so many days sobbing tears into my hands and I would say to my therapist “I couldn’t fix it, I tried so hard, and I just couldn’t fix it”, and that was true and genuine. I did try my best to fix it. For 28 years I gave it all that I had, I tried with all my might to fix problems that had nothing to do with me and all I got in the end was weight gain, an auto immune disorder, a lot of nightmarish thoughts, ptsd, and a hole in my heart that will never heal.

After a hellish first year I started coming to terms with everything and I started thinking about how I could fix other people. Maybe I could start a domestic violence shelter? A support group for women? Education and prevention for girls in junior high? Argue with idiots who were against feminism on Facebook? Try to make men suffering from toxic masculinity see the light? Try to help my friends with asshole husbands see that they have asshole husbands and that they deserve better? How could I use my story to inspire others? I tried to meddle in it all, I mean God forbid if I didn’t live my life in constant martyrdom.

I’m sorry, was that too soon? Joan knows that I love her, its cool.

But guess what? When I’m interviewed about domestic violence I have to spend a week recovering. When women who look up to me ask for advice about their abusive partners, I don’t mind giving them some direction but when I see them post a smiling photo a week later with their abuser on social media it’s triggering for me and gives me anxiety because I know there is only a couple ways these relationships play out. I get angry that I can’t make people choose the right path.

 

Why was I putting all of this upon my shoulders then? Why couldn’t I just realize that I have control over one life and that is my own. Is that so hard to accept? Why couldn’t I just accept that the past happened and I wasn’t going to redeem anything or bring my mother back to life by saving someone else’s? Nothing could fix my past.

All of this really started getting out of control when a friend of mine started dating someone new and I wasn’t feeling right about it. My friend assured me she was happy and this is what she wanted but that didn’t seem good enough for me. I just couldn’t let it go. So I took some time for myself to get my emotions in check.

During this time I had some coffee dates with some friends, wrote in my journal, read some witchcraft books, and meditated……a lot. Ya know, cool shit.

And thats when it all hit me and I had a very simple but profound epiphany.

“Miranda why don’t you just try saving your god damn self?

This hit me like a ton of bricks but it felt good,  it just whooshed all through me, it felt fucking amazing.

I thought “Miranda, you only get one life, why use anymore moments trying to save someone else, for now you are meant to be an ordinary person, let that be ok”.

Is it so hard to believe that some of us are just meant to be ordinary people?

Trust me when I say I love the Jane Goodall’s, the Maya Angelou’s, and the Mother Teresa’s of the world. I love to read about them, I own their books and I cherish the work that they have done but that is not my path and I’m really ok with that. Thank god for women in the world like Jane Goodall but I am off the fucking hook.

Maybe that could have been me if I didn’t devote 28 years of my life to my parents 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

But I can no longer sit and think what my life might have been or what my future holds.

Right now, I don’t want to save anyone, and as an empath who is comfortable putting herself last that’s really, really hard for me to admit, but its true. I don’t want to force my hand into someone else’s and guide them into integrity. I don’t know sister, find your own way home.

Some of us get to live life for ourselves and that’s so fucking beautiful. I just had to wake up and chose to see it that way.

One of my favorite quotes came into my life a few months ago and I read it all the fucking time because it’s the constant reminder I need.

“I am willing to let go. I know that every person has divine guidance and wisdom within them, so I do not have to run their lives for them. I am not here to control others. I am here to heal my own life. People come into my life at the right time. We share the time we are meant to have together, and then at the perfect time they leave, and I lovingly let go. I release others to experience whatever is meaningful to them and I am free to create that which is meaningful to me.” -Louise Hay

That quote found its way into my heart while listening to mediation and I immediately grabbed my journal, wrote it down as fast as I could and it’s been words I have lived by ever since. That was a message I needed to hear.

I don’t need to be saving anyone right now. I need to heal my own life.

Sometimes that healing comes in the form of meditation or healthy eating.

Sometimes it’s traveling to a beloved city and having a fun night with locals.

Sometimes it is talk therapy.

Sometimes it is dressing as slutty as possible and going out dancing until 2:30 am with my girlfriends. (for those who know me, yes I actually dance now, I know right? I’ll tell you about it in a future blog)

Sometimes it is binge watching Stranger Things with my husband and sleeping all day on Thanksgiving because I finally just told my family and friends “no thanks” to their invitations.

Sometimes it’s making mistakes and then learning from them.

Good or bad, I know I really love healing my life and it is a process I have taken great pride in. I am going to pour all of my energy into it and give it all that I’ve got and I know nothing less than amazing things will come from it.

The greatest contribution I can make to this world right now, is to be the most authentic, unapologetic version of myself that I possibly can be and that is enough.

Save your god damn self.