I wish I would have grown up in a world where being beautiful wasn’t the most sumptuous thing I could be. That the words I dropped from my tongue held more weight than the color of my hair. Or the measurement of my waist.
May is mental health awareness month. Use this time to bring awareness to mental health, and the way we see it in this world. Together we can make a change.
Mistake is my middle name.
Love can simply look like you.
Be kind to yourself. Hold yourself accountable. Show up for yourself. Make the time to work. Get in there and grind. Be raw. This will lead to the version of yourself that you have always dreamed of being.
You realize fate is testing you, on these things the partner designed for you will already know; That you are enough.
I am scared. Scared to let go, scared of change, scared to see if my heart can handle another blow.
The boys will run from women who are fearless, women who can make love over conversation as well as under the sheets. And anyone who takes your intimacy and turns it into anxiety does not deserve an ounce of your heart.
If you want to be in my life, you have to be all in.
I want to look in the mirror and like the person looking back at me.