The idea that you need to change is killing you.

Every moment pulls something from you that you never chose.

To see your frustration and wish it away is to wage a war you will never win.

Anger is natural. Sadness is natural. Grief, frustration, annoyance. All natural.

What isn’t natural is wishing they didn’t exist.

What isn’t natural is demanding you always be at peace.

Life is in constant flux. You never know what the next moment will ask of you.

And you don’t owe anyone a different version of yourself.

You are you. You can’t be anything else.

The peace you’re looking for was never on the other side of becoming someone new.

It was always here, buried beneath the need for things to be other than they are.