Girl Wash Your Face
This book, you guys. I haven’t felt so spoken to, empowered, or inspired since Present Over Perfect (and those who know me well know that is saying A LOT).
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Here’s the thing. I’m a people pleaser to. my. core. (Thanks mama). I want others to be happy, and in turn I think that means I want others (read: the entire world) to be happy with ME.
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NEWS FLASH: that ain’t happening, sister.
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We can not, will not, shouldn’t, aren’t created to, please the world. We will let people down. They’ll form opinions about us, our choices, our clothing, our career path, our creative outlet, what we post on social media, how we parent, how or who we love. The list goes on.
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Do you feel me on living in this cage of care? Anyone else working on escaping it? Maybe you too, feel you have to explain your “no” or list your “why” simply for the approval of a person who, in all likelihood won’t give it to us anyhow?
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Here’s the thing, the cold hard truth of it, and I’m speaking to myself here: there is NO JOY to be found in the desire to be accepted. There is only unrest, smallness, and hurt. There is only standing still in one place, tapping ones foot, wondering why on earth these bits of life aren’t any fun.
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Let’s make life fun. Let’s decide in the brilliant words of Rachel Hollis that we will do what we want, in celebration of the ability TO DO SO.
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