I get stuck when I think I’m at the mercy of somebody else. I get stuck when I can’t see and forgive my choices. I get stuck when I’m afraid I can’t do it, when I’m afraid I’m not enough.
But I AM enough–not because I messed up and landed here. I am enough because I can accept responsibility for landing here and learn from it. I am enough because I know my situation can’t define me. I am enough because I’m ready to choose again.
I am enough because I am love.