Surely the pain of staying in a box too small for you is greater than the pain of growth. Step out, you are far too magical and powerful for that grey half life. Life is waiting. Love your bones, your flesh, your heart and soul; give them room to grow. Face yourself, take yourself in your hands and make a promise to forgive yourself, you owe yourself life, love and beauty. This box of your own making, and with the hands of others does not suit you and yourprecious life. Wake up sleeping beauty, kiss your wounds and awaken, the world is waiting to feel your feet upon her, your heart is waiting to be lived in. - Brigit Anna McNeill