You know, a few days ago at a wedding, a friend of mine told me I looked hot. He’s a great friend and although I know that he does not easily say things like this, I honestly can’t say that I believed him. While I said thank you; in my mind I only heard “He’s just saying that to make you feel better. Don’t believe it.”
It’s shameful to me. It’s shameful to me that there are days I hear “You’re beautiful” or “You look stunning” or “You’re so smart, you have the world in front of you,” all I hear back are whispers of “you’re not good enough”.
I wish to myself that I wouldn’t feel this way; I pray that I could honestly always believe that I was enough, that I was beautiful enough, smart enough, just enough.
However, even with everything in the world going for me…I doubt.
I doubt a lot.
I write this because I, like many of you, am on a journey. I cannot imagine that a person, like me, who was so loved all her life would struggle so much. I write this because I know that I am one day closer to the end of this journey. I write this because I know somewhere out there, someone else is crying like me.
This post is simple. You and I are worthy of feeling worthy, and until I believe that, every day (not just most days) I will write to you. I will reach out to you, oh precious one who doesn’t love the curve of her stomach, or the freckles on her cheek. To the one who does not believe they are good enough to get whatever job they want, or does not feel that they can take even one step today…I write this to you.
I write for you, for me…for all of us who are on a journey.
It’s okay to be not okay.
It’s perfectly okay to understand that this is just a moment…the tears, the pain, the emotion.
It’s okay to have days like this. It’s okay to cry.
It’s even better to take a breath, understand why you are feeling the way you are, and then move forward. It’s even better, if you’re like me, to put on music that points me to a power higher than myself and rest in that. It’s even better to put on your gear and run, run, run…it’s even better to have a bit of chocolate and then find a friend and tell them that “Today, I’m struggling”.
We’re all going to have days like this…but let them only be moments, then turn around, look in the mirror and know that these moments do not control us, we control them.
We are so worthy of knowing our worth. We are so worth loving.
Written and loved on by Michelle Plett
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"Now we all have a great need for acceptance, but you must trust that your beliefs are unique, your own, even though others may think them odd or unpopular, even though the herd may go, ‘That’s bad.’"
-Dead Poet’s Society
Yesterday we lost a dear part to many of our childhoods. Robin Williams was a joy to watch on the big screen, and he was always showing that being yourself is way more fun than conforming. He wore attire of uniqueness and a smile of confidence everywhere we saw him.
Robin Williams, you are dearly loved and missed by millions. Thank you for leaving this world better than you found it.
I graduated from college one year ago. In college I had a strong sense of identity. I had a large and life-giving community of friends, I was well liked and recognized, and I walked around feeling confident and happy.
One year later, I have lost that sense of identity.
It started with graduation. I have always been a competitive person, and it gets me in trouble. When everyone was going off and finding their new awesome adventures or excelling in their new jobs, I panicked. I wanted my Post Grad Life to measure up. I wanted to be doing things others admired. So I got an amazing internship, traveled to four countries, and moved back to my college town to begin a job that fits me perfectly.
On the outside, I had nothing to complain about. Inwardly, I still found myself comparing myself to others, especially the people closest to me. I struggled to find myself and find recognition outside of the community and context of college. And the more I compared myself, the more insecure I became.
In wanting to be a leader, I struggled to put others first. In wanting to be accomplished, I struggled to celebrate the accomplishments of others. In trying to become the best version of myself, I began picking apart every single thing I did or said, terrified someone would perceive me in a way I didn’t want them to. In wanting to be so loved, my ability to love others well was crushed.
And then the guilt and self-loathing came in. I hated how obsessed I was with how much others liked me. I hated how reluctant I was to lift others up because inside I was jealous and fearful I could never measure up. I hated how much the feeling of having to be the best at everything was consuming me. I began to, without even being conscious of it, really dislike myself. All I could see was an insecure woman scrambling to assert herself, to be on top.
My story is ongoing. There is no tidy resolution yet, no big eureka moment where I decided to love myself. What I have done, though, is given myself permission to love myself.
I’m really good at beating myself up. When I act or think in a way I shouldn’t, my first response is to inwardly chastise myself and tell myself how awful I’m being. Maybe I’m being awful, but that does not mean I am an awful person. THAT is what I have to remind myself of. I have to remind myself that I am my own worst critic, that the way others perceive me is ultimately out of my hands. All that is up to me is how I perceive myself and choose to act on that perception.
Last night I went for a drive, and I thought to myself, “What four characteristics would I want to describe myself as?” I chose joyful, beautiful, wise, courageous. And I said them over and over again as I drove, talking to myself out loud (I’m really good at this) about why I am all of those things. And I will keep saying them over and over again until I believe them more than I believe the other adjectives I so often assign myself: petty, jealous, insecure, small.
Brene Brown says, “I believe owning our story and loving others through the process is the bravest thing we’ll do." This is my battle. I am joyful, beautiful, wise and courageous.
I am learning to love myself again so I can love others well.
Written and loved on by Julia Feeser
XK Macarons is an absolute amazing company that we love calling part of our family! The owner/founder Xanna Kidd, has not only helped brighten any events we have had with her delights, but she has also assisted with her beautiful face modeling our own products!
Isn’t she a beaut?
Anyway, her macarons have done nothing but cause Atlantans to want more, so you can soothe your craving by going to several local shops like:
- Octane Coffee Bar
- Chattahoochee Coffee Company
- Mae’s Bakery
- Taproom Coffee
- Soda Salon
- Land of A Thousand Hills Coffee
- Crafted Westside
She’s definitely taking over, so join the movement, and fall in love with her little gifts to the world!
Go to XKmacarons.com for more information and flavor choices!
We love you, XK!
What if your true soul mate is yourself?
Over the last few years, I’ve had a desire to be more connected with people. It’s through those connections that I’ve learned of this amazing thread of continuity that connects us all, but what happens when you cross paths with someone for a brief moment and you find yourself instantly connected?
This happened to me recently. Is this person a soul mate? I’d like to think so. I’d also like to think that I have many soul mates in this world. People who just get you, and you get them on the deepest of levels.
What if the person you need to fall in love with before anyone else, though, is you?
When you hear this you might be thinking of words like conceited, vain, narcissistic, self-absorbed, or self-centered. We’ve all encountered people like this before.
I’m talking about falling in love with yourself on a much deeper level, a soul mate level, and unconditional level.
It’s hard to get there. I certainly struggle with it, especially since the world gives us no help. But I’ll tell you something I’ve learned:
It’s very difficult for me to recognize my soul’s counterpoint without first recognizing myself, and in recognizing myself, I begin to understand what my soul seeks.
So, what do you think? Is your true soul mate yourself?
Written and loved on by Andy Ryan
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