Sometimes family is more than just the people under your roof. They’re people who jump in, head first, who aren’t afraid to make fools of themselves to help you, who don’t hide their faces in shame if you fall down.
Shame is what other people put on you. And they make it like you have to own it or something, but you don’t.
I would like to be without shame. I would like to be shameless. I would like to be ignorant. Then I would not know how ignorant I was.
Shame is some tricky s***, ain’t it? Makes you feel like you want to change, and then beats you back down when you think you can’t.