My Life in Words
I love to talk. Being vulnerable helps me heal. Documenting it is cathartic.
You know that famous Garth Brooks song, The Dance?? I remember soaking up every word as a child. You too? Now as an adult I like to translate that sentiment into my clothing choices.
How about that shirt?? Life motto much??? YASSSS QUEENS 👑...
I’m a sucker for a @target graphic T that represents my life, aren’t you??
The point I’m bringing to you today is this...shorts and T-shirts haven’t been a staple in my closet in a very long time...until NOW y’all. I missed the days where I could casually (and quickly) pick something out, throw it on, and GO.
Here’s the truth...I still don’t feel 💯 in these shorts...I catch myself drifting off into the land of shame wizards and warlocks...and then it happens...I start picking myself apart. I think that part of being human tho...here’s what changed in the last 11 months...
I am equipped with tools to SHUT THAT SHIT DOWN. I like to keep it real here on the gram so it’s important you know I struggle too. Daily. I also want to be clear that it’s taken YEARS of hard work (mentally and physically) to grow to my current human capacity. YEARS...
Because truth is...you can’t skip the struggles, friend. I’ve tried. They follow you wherever you go. I chat with people, about this, all the time and it reminds me I’m not alone and neither are you. I’ve got you. I can handle my truth and your truth...my wish for you...that you can handle your’s too.
Posting pics in shorts on the interwebs don’t come easy y’all...but if you want to get to gettin...you gotta be willing to fail all the LIVE. LONG. DAY. .
You’ve got this boo 😉. Loves. 🥰