Over time, I’ve learned that, from the outside, I look like I have my shit together. I mean, really together.
You’re insecure that people can’t see the best in you, that they won’t appreciate what makes you unique. Caring about what others think of you is daunting. However, it helps you be more self-aware and more empathetic towards others.
The only way to get rid of fear is to dive straight into your core and pull out all your tightly knitted hurts and wounds. When people are hurting, what they need is love. You can only heal your heart with the medicine it reacts with best.
“I actually hate wearing a bikini – that’s the time I feel the most insecure. I try to avoid putting one on at all costs because it makes me feel extremely uncomfortable and just bad about myself in general.”
During times like these I remind myself of the light inside of me that I love and protect so much.
If someone promised to pay attention to me for a week if I paid them $50, I’d probably do it.
My mom told me, “You know, we all have a metaphorical Ashley somewhere, haunting us and making us feel worthless.”
I’m done apologizing for choosing to distance myself from people who exhaust me.
Perhaps one day soon my SO and I will take the loveliest couple selfie ever, and I will actually love it too.
You can pretend that it doesn’t bother you, but it’s so much easier to lie to the people around you than it is to lie to yourself. So let me ask you something, if you are so busy covering up and avoiding your flaws and insecurities, why do you think it’s okay to pinpoint other people’s?