Live your trtuh; the alternative is a life of misery and self hatred
Facing your shadow self, that part of yourself that you've believed was wrong, something to be ashamed of, is very, very hard, but it's so important.
A house divided against itself cannot stand for long.
Open the doors and the windows. Let the light in. You might be surprised that your shadow is not to be feared, but rather something to be loved.
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