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Excuses are a great way to be on the sidelines of your own life.

the bravest thing you can do is support people and celebrate their success with as much excitement as it deserves. It’s funny, the more you celebrate others, the more you celebrate yourself.

I’ve realized that another person’s greatness takes nothing from my own. And that the bravest thing you can do is support people and celebrate their success with as much excitement as it deserves.

Maybe confidence doesn’t come from being the best or thinnest or prettiest or most perfect, but just from showing up for yourself over and over.

There are certain women who seem to effortlessly embody what a woman is “supposed” to be. Lithe, elegant limbs. Shiny, long, perfectly tousled hair. Charming, but not overbearing or loud. Polite, soft voice. Coy, sexy, but not overt. Thin. Always thin. And you start to feel like if you don’t fit that ideal - if you age out of it or if your body puts you on the fringe of it, or your face does not have the exact symmetry - then you’ll never have the exact life you want. And then you start to accept less, because you can’t become the ideal.

To forgive, and forget, and leave room for people to change. To leave room for me to change, too.

But I’ve realized that another person’s greatness takes nothing from my own. And that the bravest thing you can do is support people and celebrate their success with as much excitement as it deserves.

for permission or to look a certain way. Just show up and try.

Your life is happening now. Don’t you dare waste it.

I guess confidence really is attractive.

How many summer days I missed out on - it's too many to count. I hate that I still care more about how other people perceive my body, rather than how I feel about my body. I want so desperately to be someone who is unapologetic, who loves herself, who doesn't have to analyze every moment. I want to be be bold, adventurous - to say yes to life.

It's so frustrating that all we want is to be understood and yet it sometimes feel impossible to find the people who do.

If you interpret every difficult experience as a reason to not try, or have hope, or not believe in people and love, that's what life will become.

You can't think your way into loving yourself or feeling confident. So maybe I need to keep making one bold decision after another. Maybe I need to act in loving ways.

Life is all about where you focus. I've been through a lot of tragedy and pain but I can't let it define me. I want to take chances, even if the outcome is uncertain or I could get hurt - or left at the dam alter.

This makes me think of my mom and Margot. One who chose the traditional path, the other an unconventional one. They were both trying to survive in their own way. I wish they had been able to see that and reconcile their differences.

Yeah, I feel like, as women, we have to choose between two different dire4ctions to make it in this world, either we try to split from convention, set ourselves apart, break the rules. or we accept the rules and play along in order to make sure those doors open. And I can't blame any woman for whatever path she chooses.

I've realized that another person's greatness takes nothing from my own. And that the bravest thing you can do is support people and celebrate their success with as much excitement as it deserves. It's funny, the more you celebrate others, the more you celebrate yourself.

I need to be the main character in my own life. For good this time. No matter what external circumstances might get me down. All it takes is one loving and brave step at a time.

I have been living in service of my fear for too long. And I did it again. Cowered in the face of it.

Life can continue to surprise you right up until the end, if you're brave enough to take risks.

How do I tap into that courage? All you have to do is stay. And when you feel the urge to flee in fear, you don't. You stand firm.

She always said it's not about being fearless - its about doing it afraid.

That doesn't mean you won't doubt yourself or be afraid. Margot was always afraid when she took a leap of faith, but she just didn't let that stop her. She always said it's not about being fearless - its about doing it afraid.

When Margot decided to choose courage, a funny thing happened: she always got braver. Fear doesn't like boldness. And regardless of what decisions you've made in the past, you can choose again. Choose courage.

She got disappointed and life didn't always go her way, but she kept going. She kept trying. She didn't let herself get defeated for too long. And there is no doubt in my mind that you are stronger than your fear. Margot made a choice to live boldly, because she knew at any point she only had two choices: back away in fear or choose courage.

I thought that I had to wait until I didn't feel afraid. I always thought that fear meant inadequacy, that confident people just feel capable all the time. But maybe I've had it all wrong...Maybe the fear never goes away. Maybe what changes is your response to it. Maybe you just keep choosing to be brave, every single day.

All you have to do is stay. And when you feel the urge to flee in fear, you don't. You stand firm. And you choose courage. You keep choosing courage over fear, until it feels natural. Until you realize you're the bravest person in the room.