Day 17 of 30: On doing the scary thing

“Thunder thighs.” “Tree trunk legs.” “Why do you waddle like that?” “Your ass isn’t as nice as it looks.” “Your thighs are so big.” “You have such tiny knees for such big legs.” … I’d like to say that these were easy comments to forget… That the multitude of compliments I received outweighed these stinging […]

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DAY ELEVEN: On doing the thing you’re avoiding

May, Myself, and I: A Self-Love Experiment DAY ELEVEN: On doing the thing you’re avoiding. One of my favorite exercises when I’m feeling squirrelly and discontent is to make a list of all the shit that’s stressing me out or that I’ve been avoiding or need to do. I just brain dump it all onto […]

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DAY TEN: Give yourself permission to be bad at something.

My whole life I’ve wanted to learn to fight. I’d watch The Matrix
and be like, “I wish I could fight like Trinity.” And then go back to reading books or doodling. For decades I longed to get back into martial arts but was too afraid of the awkward learning phase. Finally, at the age of 31, I decided to give it a try…

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DAY NINE: share + let the light in

May, Myself, & I: A Self-Love Experiment DAY NINE: You’re not a burden. 5/10/2019 “You’re here to spread god’s message,” a friend once told me. “You’re like a lioness standing on a mountaintop, here to roar.” I smiled and thanked them. They continued, “How funny that when you get to a down place-a place of […]

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DAY SIX: Why getting triggered is a GOOD thing

I mean, a big part of my confusions came from being an empath. I’m an intuitively and energetically and emotionally sensitive being, able to pick up on subtle shifts from others’ feelings. This is a beautiful gift when harnessed correctly, and yet an exhausting curse when misunderstood or not healthily maintained.

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DAY FOUR: It’s none of my business what you think of me.

I lived many years in the illusion that I could control whether you liked me. I wanted everyone to like me or want me or want to be me. My sense of worth came from if I thought I’d impressed you. If a post had a lot of likes or if I made someone laugh, I’d feel as though I’d earned my keep that day. As if my life isn’t worth living if I’m not making some substantial difference in millions of people’s lives.

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