Sometimes the part of my mind that says, “you’re not good enough,” is loud and unrelenting. It says, “Who do you think you are that you think you can be who you are, do what you do, live the way you do,” so on, and so forth. But I’ve learned to stand up to it and say, “You are not stronger than my happiness.” Over and over I say this, sometimes the little voice quiets down in a few minutes, or sometimes it doesn’t, but it never puts me to sleep, because my happiness wins out.