It is very difficult, and often impossible, for someone else to give you what you cannot find in yourself.
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter don’t mind.
A sense of injustice made her feel bitter toward everyone sometimes, for she had not yet learned to know how rich she was in the blessings which alone can make life happy.
I got dressed this morning. For myself.
Put effort on my makeup. For myself.
Wore my favorite perfume. For myself.
Showed some skin. For myself.
I wanted to look and feel beautiful…for myself.