I've worked hard for everything I have. I might get called a bitch, but I don't get called a pushover, and I'm not high maintenance...I just know what I want.

...this pattern of casual intrusion whereby women could be leered at, touched, harassed, and abused without a second though, was sexism: implicit, explicit, commonplace, and deep-rooted, pretty much everywhere you'd care to look.

I know where I've been, and I see where I'm going. Never forget, I walked away after you did. You can't fool me with your words because my mind is now sharper than your tongue. TRY to make me a fool and tell the world I'm something I'm not and I will make you the fool, and show the world everything I am.

Fear is of the unknown. Don't excuse it. Embrace it. Challenge it.

I'm so afraid to fall apart that I can't keep it together.

Laugh, cry, and discover your fears so you can be strong from the hurt, happy from the pain, and know who you are from everything you've discovered you're not.