Love Warrior

So we consume and consume but it never works, because you can never get enough of what you don’t need.

Our story is the only thing we have that is completely our own. A person who steals it and uses it to entertain is the worst kind of thief.

partly because of my wiring and partly because

She needs to edit my story so that it fits inside her story about how good things happen to good people and life is fair and things tend to work out nicely in the end.

Pain splits us into two. When someone who is suffering says, “I’m fine, I’m fine,” it is not because she is fine, it is because her inner self told her outer self to say the words “I am fine.” Sometimes she will even slip and say, “We’re fine.” Others assume she’s referring to herself and

But the paradox of pain is that it is only universal in retrospect. In the present, it is fiercely personal.

The Fixer is certain that my situation is a question and she knows the answer. All I need is her resources and wisdom and I’ll be able to fix everything. She tells me that I just need to pray harder. I

From now on, when I sense No—in a facial expression, in a tone of voice, in someone’s disapproval of me, in my own mind—my mental response will be, Fuck you. Fuck you is what I say to fear, to doubt, to shame, to every form of No, Glennon, not for you. Fuck you is all the language I have for now. It’s my shield. It’s my ode to Mary. It’s my prayer

We either allow ourselves to feel the burn of our own pain or someone we love gets burned by it. Craig