This year taught me that my loneliness has more to do with myself than anyone else. The loneliest I will ever be is when I do not have the strength to love myself.
Sometimes our light goes out, but is blown again into instant flame by an encounter with another human being.
You get pulled apart by life, like the way you would crack open a living creature. They think that they are safe from the world as they walk around in this hard shell that they’ve created over time, but then the unexpected happens. You get thrown in hot water and then life pulls apart your arms and legs and breaks open your insides. No one goes through life without eventually showing their insides to someone.