So Fly 

I think one of the hardest things to do is love yourself unconditionally. A lot of people like to poke fun at others for being open about their insecurities, but I admire those who are brave enough to stand in their truth. It took me a loooooong time to love me for me. The reasons why I didn’t love myself came from deep wounds that I thought were healed. When you are forced into situations that prevent you from running, you have no choice but to sit down and work through the problems. So I couldn’t run anymore. I had to figure out the root of the problem so I could truly heal.

I can actually pinpoint the exact event in my life that drastically changed the way I looked at myself but I don’t care to go into details about that now. That’s a whole post within itself. But the results of that event led to me think that I wasn’t good enough. That no matter what I did, I would never be good enough. I honestly used to think if I was lighter, if my butt was bigger, if my hair was longer and less kinker, I would be more attractive. I hid the things I loved to do, the things I loved about myself to try and fit what others thought I should be. That’s a miserable way to live. 

I could sit here and say I woke up one day and realized that I’m lit af, but that’s not the case. It took a lot of love and patience from family and friends, spiritual healing, and crying to finally realize that I’m good enough. Some days I feel the self doubt a lot stronger than others, but I don’t feel defeated. I look at my accomplishments and where I used to be compared to where I am now and you can’t tell me my God isn’t real. I look at myself now and the glo up is real. My skin is brighter, hair is longer, I walk taller, with more confidence, and my smile is genuine. 

So if anyone reading this is wondering if they’re good enough, I’m here to tell you, sis/bro you are MORE than good enough. Keep pushing! Brighter days are ahead! 

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