The woman I've become is definitely not due to everything going right in my life. As a matter of fact it's because sh!t went wrong. All the way wrong.
I didn't run from it.
I looked it in the eye. Head-to- head. Sometimes face down in it while asking God to give me the wisdom to know what to do when I didn't know what to do.
But for many years my life was a mess but just like many (especially women) I knew how to put on for you. If you let it, life has a way of weighing you down. And eventually if you keep piling on the weight of life not only will your legs give out but your passion and zest for it too. Duh, it's too heavy. Why do we do it?
I grew tired.
To the point I decided to walk away from everyone and everything in order to save myself from myself. To sum it up. My entire life can be described in one sentence: it didn't go as planned and that's completely ok. I get it. Shit happens and for some more than others.
I've changed. I'm changing.
I was never into lifting weights anyway. I'd much rather practice yoga. Don't add anymore weight baby. I have enough. Thank you.
The woman I've become today doesn't put on, even makeup if she doesn't want to.
I no longer put it on for you.
I've found complete joy in saying no and putting myself first, no matter the cost. I deserve joy and so do you.
LiVe Well,