You’re going to realize it one day—that happiness was
never about your job or your degree or being in a
relationship. Happiness was never about following in
the footsteps of all of those who came before you; it
was never about being like the others. One day, you’re
going to see it—that happiness was always about the
discovery, the hope, the listening to your heart and
following it wherever it chose to go. Happiness was
always about being kinder to yourself; it was always
about embracing the person you were becoming. One
day, you will understand that happiness was always
about learning how to live with yourself, that your
happiness was never in the hands of others. It was always
about you. It was always about you.
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The Strength in our Scars
PoetryBy Bianca Sparacino - this tackles the gut-wrenching but relatable experiences of moving on, self-love, and ultimately learning to heal. In this book you will find peace, you will find a rock, you will find understanding, and you will find hope. Rem...
