If you don’t love yourself when someone else says horrible things to you, a part of you is always going to believe them. So then, I was like: Okay, I don’t want to believe these people. I don’t want to agree with them on any level. I want to figure out who I am. I want to learn who I am, and I don’t want to feel like I am fragile every time I leave the house because I am so dependent on what other people think about me. And, I feel like I’ve arrived in a place where, you know, maybe not every minute of every day but tremendous amount of love and passion for everyone else. And best of all, I have it for myself.