So Worth Loving

I Will Heal

There’s certain things that remind me of you.A song.A hotel.A restaurant.

A friend we both know + loved.

There’s things that remind me of you all the time.

A sound. A color. A simple gesture from the most unsuspecting soul.

Because, you see, once upon a time you were everywhere. You were everything. You were fused with every part of my being. Every part of my heart.Every part of my soul.

And now you’re not.

You’re not there anymore.

But here’s the thing…

When I hear that song, you’re still there. I see that hotel, and memories just come flooding back. I walk into the restaurant, and I remember our favorite dish. I see our common friend and I try my hardest not to utter your name, but your name is there, hanging over our every word.

Cause here’s the thing.

I loved you once.

Fiercely. Madly. Unapologetically.

I loved you once.

I’d walk through fire for you. I’d be the person to ease your pain, calm your fears, be your champion.

Champion.

I was the one who lifted you up. I was the coach in your corner. The partner by your side. I was your biggest cheerleader, your strongest champion. I was the one who wanted nothing but the moon + sun + stars for you.

That’s all I wanted.

I just wanted to be there, too.

But sometimes, when all the sparkly bits of the universe are wrapped up in another individual, there isn’t room for anyone else left to shine.

There isn’t room for any more sparkle.

There isn’t room for any more soul.

And so, you pushed me out. You kicked me aside like an old shoe. Like yesterdays trash. You replaced me, with something less than my sparkle.

But, my love, my sweet, sweet love – my sparkle, my shine, my soul – even that is out of your reach. Even that is something you can’t touch. Even that is something that you cannot control.

Because I will shine.

Despite you trying to break me into bits…I will shine.

Scratch that – despite you breaking me into bits, I am shining. Growing. Doing. Being.

I’m spreading my wings, and giving my heart to those who treasure it. Appreciate it. Honor it. I’m doing my work and living and loving, and you know what? Slowly but surely, my scars are healing.

Because despite the games that were played, the bruises that occurred, the scars that were caused – despite it all,

I. Will. Heal.

Cause baby, even if you didn’t realize it…I am So. Worth. Loving. 

Written and loved on by Megan Minutillo

Target Is Now in the Lead for Worst Photoshop Job Ever With This Horrifying Thigh Gap

I literally cracked up at this!

This article shows that not even computers can achieve the desired look that women often crave to be. We shall not be controlled by what ads say we should look like.

We can’t lose or gain weight with computers. We just continue blooming into beautifully unique individuals. 

Hopefully computers will someday get over their own insecurities. 

It Doesn’t Make Sense

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I don’t have any idea what’s happening in my life right now, but I’m not fighting against myself for the first time in a long time, and that feels really gratifying. I’ve spent far too many days worrying about what other people would think of me if I did something, or felt something. 

I realized not that long ago that I need to veritably feel the things that I feel, without judging myself for it. Last night we talked about how in order to get to a place of inner truth and acceptance, we have to let go of the judgmental monster in our heads. I’ve felt guilty for feeling conflicting and complicated feelings, and whatever guilt and negative feelings you deliver on to yourself for feeling that way prevents you from accepting your own truth.

That judgement over our own feelings prevents us from acceptance. You can’t accept something you judge, can you? So in order to accept yourself and your feelings, you have to stop judging yourself for having those feelings in the first place. 

And the funny thing is that a lot of us don’t even realize that we’re judging ourselves for feeling feelings, it’s completely normal and natural until you realize that it’s not.

Sometimes things don’t make sense. Actually, more often than not, things don’t seem to make sense. But things can make sense, inside of you. But things aren’t always so black & white. Life is full of grey. I’m a walking paradox, and I know it, but I’m doing the very best that I can at figuring this stuff out and showing my true self to those around me. There are lots of layers to everyone, and some people’s layers are more well rounded than others. And sometimes one layer is more defined than another layer.

But at the end of the day, we’re all doing the best we can. And I think it’s really important for us to be patient with each other. We’re all figuring our stuff out, and we can’t expect everyone to be “done” yet. All we can do is be a kind ear, and help each other through our own battles and complications

 Written and loved on by Tara Jean

Does Hookup Culture Hurt Women?

We found this article a few days ago and thought that we should share this with you guys. Do casual hook-ups with “no strings attached” essentially hurt women? 

Let’s Shine

Whispers when I walk by. Snappy comments, disguised as compliments or jokes. Talking behind my back when they don’t think I can hear or it won’t get back to me.

You don’t think I notice? The stares, the obnoxious smiles.

After being on this earth for 30 years…it’s getting old.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.

It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’

Actually, who are you not to be?

― Marianne Williamson

 

It’s not just people talking about me. I had once had a girl say she didn’t like me because I smiled too much. I have had people sit me down and tell me that I am “too much”. And then there’s the people who want to be around you until they feel like you’re taking too much of the attention from them.

I have grown up surrounded by love. I have been told since I was old enough to understand, that my life has worth, that I can be anything I want and that I am loved. Blessed am I, to live a life where I have understood my worth (most of the time) and been able to flourish. For this, I am grateful. It’s because of this, that I joined SWL. I wanted to spread the message…not to combat my own insecurities, but to help the vicious cycle of insecurity and unworthiness that causes so much tension and strife in our world.

Apparently though, this makes me a target. Being confident, knowing my value, having dreams, ideas and talents.

Crazy eh?  I’m sure there are many of us out there who have had moments where we can’t seem to understand the reaction we’re getting from someone…

It’s almost like they’re saying “let’s go after the one with the confidence. Let’s go after the girl or boy who is actually smiling”.

Recently I had someone in my life decide that what was going on in my love life or, actually what they construed to be what was going on, was their business.

I had to ask myself, when did we get to a point where we feel that we can comment on others lives? Sadly, we live in a culture of voyeurism, self-righteousness and judgment.

Admittedly, my first reaction wasn’t the most pleasant or what I could say I was proud of; it caused me to be enraged (thankfully privately), but it also made me realize something about myself that really needs changing…and I bet that it’s true for a few more people than me…

The truth is, that the people who are teasing, envious, jealous. Those people who feel the need to judge others, those who believe that they are better…

They’re insecure and they need to realize that they are worthy of love and have value.

We each have one life to live and a responsibility to do the best with that life. Love yourself, love others.

Why do we care about the opinions, thoughts and criticisms of those who have no vested interest in our lives? Those who do not care about us? Those who do not love us?

Why do we weigh the opinions and thoughts of those who are insecure, jealous, envious and sometimes just plain mean?

For the same reason people are mean, jealous and insecure. I believe it’s a desire to be wanted, to be accepted, to be loved…it’s inherent in each of us.

Here’s your challenge. My challenge for 2014.

Let’s SHINE.

Let’s not allow others opinions of us hurt us or affect what we feel about ourselves. Let us shine and unlock that within others.

Surround yourself with people who lift you up, push you forward and challenge you to be the best. Be that person in someone else’s life…watch your tongue before you gossip; catch yourself before you discuss someone else’s life.

 

Let’s stop being curious about that which isn’t our business. Let’s remember that life isn’t a pie…it’s a river…there’s plenty of blessings, talent and opportunity for us all.  

Just because you are given an opportunity or a blessing, it does not mean that I won’t.

Let’s spread the love.

 Written and loved on by Michelle Plett