Oof. I blew it. I mean I ROYALLY screwed up.

Sometimes you have to pick yourself. And sometimes that means hurting other people.

(Grab your flippers.)

You don’t have to do something bad to land in limbo (unless you’re Catholic), you just have to be human.

That thing you call your mind isn’t even real. It’s just…thoughts, but they can be a real sh*tshow.

Is there something you need to shed? Not like a sweater or skin tag, but a thought.