There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Oth — Laurell K. Hamilton
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There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Other people will try to make you miserable; don't help them by doing the job yourself.

— Laurell K. Hamilton
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