You Know, There Are So Many Snarky

I Was Just A Very Dark Kid. My Family Was Complicated.

If You Love People Enough, They Will Give You Everything.

It Feels Like It Is A Daily Work And An Ongoing Task To Undo All Of The F - - G Programming That I Have Had All My Life About Who I Am Supposed To Be And How I'm Supposed To Look And That I'm Supposed To Win. It's A Daily Deconstruction Of All That Bullshit.

American Culture In Particular Has Instilled In Us The Bizarre Notion That To Ask For Help Amounts To An Admission Of Failure. But Some Of The Most Powerful, Successful, Admired People In The World Seem, To Me, To Have Something In Common: They Ask Constantly, Creatively, Compassionately, And Gracefully. And To Be Sure: When You Ask, There's Always The Possibility Of A No On The Other Side Of The Request. If We Don't Allow For That No, We're Not Actually Asking, We're Either Begging Or Demanding. But It Is The Fear Of The No That Keeps So Many Of Our Mouths Sewn Tightly Shut.

I Wanted To Feel Like I Could Extend Someone Else's Joy And Not Crush It, And That Is The Giant Paradox Nowadays Of Being A Powerful Woman: You Want To Live In A Space Of Compassion And Helpfulness And Joy And Expression, And The World Is Standing There, Pointing The Finger At You And Telling You That You're Greedy And Domineering And Attention-grabbing, And All You Can Do Is Shrug And Just Say, "hopefully, Someone Out There Understands And Isn't Misinterpreting."