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Me: no worries!

Fiction gives us a second chance that life denies us.

To the women of my generation: I’m so sorry if you have ever been made to feel ashamed of the way your face looks without makeup. If you’ve ever thought your skin tone was “uneven”. If you’ve ever hid your face under long hair so they wouldn’t see the “blemishes” on your skin. If you’ve ever stained your clothes from covering every inch of your skin in concealer and contours. If you’ve ever sacrificed a day at the pool or the beach because you were afraid to wear a two-piece. If you were ever told you have an “unconventional” body type. If you’ve ever starved yourself to feel “beautiful”. If the color of your skin felt like the only thing people ever noticed or cared about. If you’ve ever been told you have a “boy chest” or that men wouldn’t find you attractive because of your bra size. If you’ve ever been told to loose weight for a man…or gain weight. If you’ve ever changed your outfit because you weren’t “thin enough” or didn’t have the right “figure”. If you’ve ever been told your hairstyle wasn’t attractive to the opposite sex. In fact, if you’ve ever been made to feel like you only dressed for the pleasure of men. If you’ve ever been told you look like a “slut” or were made to cover your body in shame for the “convenience” of a man. If you were ever made to feel that it was your fault when men disrespected or harassed you because of how you dressed/acted. If you were ever told men couldn’t control themselves around you and it was your job to keep them in check. If you were ever blamed or not believed when you were sexually assaulted/harassed. For every woman who’s ever been “slut-shamed” by her own sister or mother. For every trans-woman who’s ever been made to feel like less of a woman because of the body she was born in. For every woman who’s ever been “talked down to” because of her sex. For every woman who’s ever been shamed or alienated for wanting to be single and never marrying. For any women that were made to feel like monsters for not liking/wanting kids or a family. For any women who’ve been called “cold bitches” for wanting to focus on their careers. For all the lesbians/bisexuals/pansexuals who’ve ever been told their sexuality was a “phase” or invalid without men. We are strong beautiful women. Let’s make sure we don’t bring this hurtful thinking into the next generation. Let’s start over so the next group of young women grow up in a better, more enlightened world💕.

Don’t let your illness define who you are, define what your illness is.

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.

No one has ever loved anyone the way everyone wants to be loved.