I’m finally getting there.
I love my black skin.
I love my kinks.
I love my wide shiny nose.
I love my big lips.
I love my curves.
I finally love my big ol thighs
I’m finally falling in love with me. No make-up, no extra shit, just me.
I love everything about my natural self, it’s a beautiful feeling!
This is real self love. For the first time in my life I actually CARE. I care not just about how I look physically but about how I feel inside. I pay more attention to my emotions, to what makes me happy and what doesn’t. I try to do things that will give me the inner peace that I deserve. I no longer strive to do shit for the amusement of others. Not only that but I strive to do whats in the best interest of my body, actually that’s number one. Self preservation.
I feel like I was trying to create this illusion, this very white-washed illusion with all these things that just weren’t me. I feel like I was setting myself up to be let down in the future. The whole image I was pushing actually wiped off and underneath it all was a whole different person.
I feel so fucking blessed. I feel blessed because I see things that used to be so fucking cloudy as clear as day now. I actually wake up not dreading life. I wake up and I’m so thankful. I wake up knowing that despite all the fucked up things I’ll encounter, I have a fucking purpose! I was put right here, right now for some special reason.
Because I left ignorance and decided to walk with truth I can truly love me for me, nothing more nothing less.
Self love is the best love.
yes. yes. and yes.