The way we glamorize being thin and constantly discuss our bodies and diets has transpired into a culture of insecurity. So much so that 7 out of 10 girls believe they’re not good enough or don’t measure up in some way whether that be in their looks, performance in school, or relationships with friends. Continue reading
Give yourself permission to seek out the things that give you an internal glow because when the inside thrives, so does the outside. Continue reading
The most unfortunate thing about growing up is realizing you’ve fallen in love and have bills to pay. That may sound crazy, but I don’t mean that love is bad. Love is only definable by your experience with it. For … Continue reading
1) Having a Bad Day?Nothing a new pair of underwear can’t fix. 2) When You Know You Look GoodSomeone better see me looking this good otherwise today was a waste. 3) When You Have a ZitMaybe if I point it … Continue reading
I started with this post, I was desperate to channel my discomfort and pain into some other forum. I was hoping this forum would help me fight back the tears that seemed to be welling behind my eyes as I … Continue reading
I can’t believe I’m here, less than a month from graduation, months from paying off my first college loan. I just signed the dotted line on my first apartment lease. Tickled, no fathomed, by the idea that this bright eyed … Continue reading
We get in our own way. We create our own defeat, our own worry of not being good enough. We come in the way of positive thinking with fleeting thoughts of self-conscious remarks, questions that ponder our own self worth, and moments of weakness. We hold our bodies tightly, arms crossed. We hide in baggy clothes, in the comfort of our own homes, and dwell within our own negativity. We pump the brakes on our own happiness.
Do not dwell too long in hostile quarters. They can tarnish perspective and self worth. I speak from a place that I have been creating for years, one that harnesses every foul thought I ever assumed another thought of me, and every mean thing I ever thought of myself. I have built a mountain, several actually. I have become quite experienced in the building of despair mountains. I have mastered the art of killing my own happiness. I know how to knit-pick everything from my thighs to my grades, to how I measure up to well, everyone. It is a vicious cycle of comparison, a haunted house of shame, blame, and hatred. A place I wouldn’t wish upon anyone.
So jump. Jump from your mountain into an ocean of positive thinking, better, self-love. Create it. Inspire it. Nurture it.
We are the makers and shakers of our own happiness, our own destiny. Do not dwell, do not swell your eyes with tears of your own creation. Be something, be anything, and do it with the knowledge that you are perfect in all that you are, because you are, you.
I’m an Indian princess A hippie lover– Grungy tom boy. A hot mess. Tousled curls or pin straight strains of a reddish brown, A crown adorned by a beanie. Ears sprinkled with silver sometimes gold. Eyes glossed with shimmer– Nails … Continue reading
Recent experiences have opened my mind in ways I never dreamt imaginable. When we are born no one asks us what hair color we want or if we would like to be short or tall or athletic or funny. We … Continue reading
Nothing is as difficult to comprehend as the heart. If ever there was a foreign language that could be attached to my soul it would be the musings of my heart. Its power somehow running life into my veins and … Continue reading