Excuses scare me. *drops mic and runs away. * Excuses are literally you just selling yourself short. I couldn’t do this because *insert bullshit here*. I couldn’t make it because *insert disappointment here*. I wish I could’ve made it but *insert blah blah mother-freakin blah here*. If you aren’t going to do something, then don’t do it. Don’t waste someone’s time with could’ve-should’ve-would’ve because you DIDN’T. You're young, but you aren't dumb. So either commit to the task-or grow up say NO! It's ok to say no. Own that ish. *snaps in Z formation*
You either love me-or you hate me. There’s no in between. *Kanye shrugs* I wish I would’ve found peace with that statement earlier in life. I used to try to make people who disliked me understand me. I thought if they knew me, the real me, that they would get it. But that’s not my job. My job isn’t to convince others to understand me. My job is to constantly be true to myself, and if that’s not enough for you then that’s your problem.
The way things appear-and the truth behind the image tell two different stories. When I was younger, I thought the grass would be greener if I could just get to the other side. When the reality is- that we’re all going through it. Every single one of us has a story. A story that either drives us or drowns us. And that choice is yours. So I stopped searching for this fantasy, and took a deeper look at my reality. I hope that your perception and reality line up . I hope that you constantly see yourself in the pure light that we see you. I hope that we can all learn to be the light-because life is hard af. And we’re all just trying to make it.
I have a friend who thinks that a guy I was with during undergrad was my first love. That friend is wrong. So very wrong. It took me years to figure out what true love is. And I know for a fact that whatever I was feeling during that point in time wasn’t love. It couldn’t have been love. You see, I refuse to accept anything that isn’t pure and honest as love. I veto the idea or the theory that people who love you must constantly hurt you to prove it. Love doesn’t have to be like a movie. It’s not meant to be dramatic. It can be at times, but it doesn’t HAVE to be. But to be honest, I don’t give a damn about your first love. I want to know about the moment you chose to love yourself. That’s important. When did you decide to put yourself first? When did you discover that your voice matters? When did you become your biggest fan? Love is pure. It’s kind. And it’s easy. So make loving yourself as easy as the movies make loving someone else seem.
It makes some people extremely uncomfortable to witness you loving yourself. And that’s sad. But that’s not your problem. It’s ok to celebrate yourself, you’re allowed to do that. And if anyone EVER criticizes you for it-please know that their issue is with themselves. People who don’t love themselves have a hard time watching others love themselves freely. I’m not saying that I’m perfect. I’m saying that I love myself anyways. So don’t fret. Don’t change. Don’t dim your light. Shine baby, you’re a star.