The Juice: I stole toilet paper…

July 10th, 2021 LIKE WHAT YOU READ? SHARE IT!

As a broke grad student, I stole toilet paper from the library.
Bad person.

When my life fell apart in my twenties, I tolerated a friend’s unwanted advances because I was staying at his apartment, and wasn’t able to pay rent.
Gross, weak, voiceless person.

I cheated on an ex-husband I’d fallen out of love with – before he was formally an ex.
Shameful person.

All of these things put my over-achiever on steroids.

Perfectionism was the cheery floral throw hiding the tired, busted-up sofa of my life.

This is for anyone who has felt howlingly alone in your messes.

You are worthy of joy and happiness, no matter how much you’ve messed up.

You’re human.

You get to re-story yourself.

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