When you're friends with yourself, the palette of life softens. You greet yourself in the morning like someone you're happy to be. You smile at yourself in the mirror and if there's anything out of place, you gently straighten yourself out with care. When you're friends with yourself, the edges of life expand. Because you see yourself as a companion, and through that lens horizons broaden. You are no longer the enemy, no longer hard on yourself, no longer the keeper of score. You are gentle now, and kind with yourself, even when you've messed up. Especially when you've messed up. You are a place of comfort and safety for yourself and you realize you were never a foe, just a good friend who took the long way home.