I felt there was some way I was supposed to be that I wasn’t being (and could never really be for that matter).
The running stops when you accept yourself (and others) as you are, not as you want yourself to be or think you should be.
I felt there was some way I was supposed to be that I wasn’t being (and could never really be for that matter).
The running stops when you accept yourself (and others) as you are, not as you want yourself to be or think you should be.