There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.
“My inner critic who had begun piping up about how hopeless I was and how I didn't know to write.”
“Everyone is going to binge on a diet, for instance, so plan for it, schedule it, and contain the damage.”