Long emotion post alert🚨 🚨 🚨 If you don’t care to read this book, just SWIPE>>>> and look at the pictures. 😂 . I know I know late post but I really wanted to touch on a topic that I have struggled with for a long time. The standard of beauty! . I have forever felt I wasn’t pretty enough or light skinned enough or not dark enough or not slim enough and I went through 25 years of my life, not loving myself. 😔Although I was praised for certain features it made me felt less confident in myself. . At one point in my life I struggled with depression and multiple eating disorders. I made many self destructive decisions because I TOTALLY HATED MYSELF. Until one day, I looked in the mirror at my 200+ lbs frame had whittled down to a mere 104 lbs stick. The skin from my ass literally sagged in my underwear. . I hardly recognized myself in the mirror. I’ve lived a wild life and had not realized I almost died due to self neglect. I realized I had to grow up and hold myself accountable because I had too many people depending on my very existence. . From the toxic relationships to my everyday life decisions and my constant need to be “pretty”. I had to ask myself, “how far will pretty get me? What will I accomplish when I get to that level of pretty? Is there a prize for it? Money? Happiness?” I decided that I needed a change and no matter what direction I went in, I will always be good enough. . I began living in my truth, instead of others eyes. And I refuse to be molded by the person I decide to be with. I live life on my own terms and happiness has a whole new meaning. I not only glowed up and glossed up, I actually bossed up. If you read all the way to the end can I get an AMEN! 😂😂😂 (at Corona Cigar Co & Cigar Bar) https://www.instagram.com/p/BsrgiNVBXYm/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=d1f3s6k9dpzp
