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[stunna43]

Today I woke up loving me and my growth. With growth being my NYR, I want to know yours. Tell me your New Year’s resolution. Have you started working towards your goal yet? Remember excuses don’t make you , you make excuses. Remember the power of the word “yet”. You are not making enough money YET. You don’t understand your work YET.

[stunna43]

Why are people so fucking mean as if I force you to pay attention to me and the way I look. I wish we would all learn to mind our business.

[stunna43]

Today I want you to make this a habit. Every time you see yourself in the mirror say a compliment. A simple “I love you” or “you’re beautiful” gives you self validation and confidence. Doing this exercise allows you to tap into your beauty especially if you struggle with self image. Love you before anyone else does and I promise the view you fear from others will matter less and less.

[stunna43]

I wish I wasn’t me sometimes. I wish I wasn’t me right now. I wished I wasn’t me yesterday and tomorrow I’ll be making the same wish.

[stunna43]

Today I want you to make this a habit. Every time you see yourself in the mirror say a compliment. A simple “I love you” or “you’re beautiful” gives you self validation and confidence. Doing this exercise allows you to tap into your beauty especially if you struggle with self image. Love you before anyone else does and I promise the view you fear from others will matter less and less.

[stunna43]

My main goal in life? Being another luxury black women.

[stunna43]

Loneliness is a killer in itself. Drowning in your own silence in rooms filled with joy. Hesitation as your best friend. Spending every hour questioning why everyone else is popular but you. “Why can’t I speak to them or keep a conversation?” A repeated question that roams your mind. More focused on the flaws and failures when you’re top of your class. Why worry about a social circle when you’re bound to make it by yourself. Thinking that you’re being judged every time you walk into an area where everyone is known when in reality they look at you in awe. An inspiration is what you are. All put together is what they see, no flaws no failure and certainly no questioning. They love to see you thrive and flourish academically wishing they had your mind to impress their parents but… you simply cannot see. Loneliness may be your cope but it was never your best a-tribute.

[stunna43]

Everyone tells me to love myself…but how can I? I don’t see what you guys do because the beauty you claim to see is surrounded by acne, fat and scars. Am I still beautiful? Or is it like a picture you stare at for so long it becomes, well ugly. I’m drowning myself in between hate and love because that line is as thin as thread. Why do all my imperfections hit me like a storm some days. I wish I could change these things about which I can but the question is not if I have the ability to do so, it’s will I. Will I commit to the gym and a healthy lifestyle? Will I take better care of my skin by not picking or touching it? Will I ? I don’t know but I want to because I know that if I don’t I’ll just continue to cry and degrade myself to the point where being complimented makes me laugh as if it’s hard to believe. I want to help myself but in these moments I cannot be there for me.

[stunna43]

Loneliness is a killer in itself. Drowning in your own silence in rooms filled with joy. Hesitation as your best friend. Spending every hour questioning why everyone else is popular but you. “Why can’t I speak to them or keep a conversation?” A repeated question that roams your mind. More focused on the flaws and failures when you’re top of your class. Why worry about a social circle when you’re bound to make it by yourself. Thinking that you’re being judged every time you walk into an area where everyone is known when in reality they look at you in awe. An inspiration is what you are. All put together is what they see, no flaws no failure and certainly no questioning. They love to see you thrive and flourish academically wishing they had your mind to impress their parents but… you simply cannot see. Loneliness may be your cope but it was never your best a-tribute.

[stunna43]

Today I want you to make this a habit. Every time you see yourself in the mirror say a compliment. A simple “I love you” or “you’re beautiful” gives you self validation and confidence. Doing this exercise allows you to tap into your beauty especially if you struggle with self image. Love you before anyone else does and I promise the view you fear from others will matter less and less.

[stunna43]

I struggle with consistency. It may be hard to admit, but my favorite line is “I’ll start Monday “. I repeat it to myself every other month and break down when my results aren’t there. I’ll eat my feelings out then turn my neck away from the fridge the next. Can’t I do it right? Why can’t I be like the girls on tik tok flaunting their perfection through that skins dress? Or even the body positive babes that could care less about they’re appearance as long as their face is cute. But my face is cute. Compliments come left and right but I just don’t see what others see in my body. My biggest disgrace is loved by some and hated by most. See I struggle with self validation and the lack of consistency I hold feeds the diminishing image of failure. I wonder if I’ll finally look in the mirror and be happy with what I see. Well…I hope so because it’s getting tiring hearing mixed messages of how I look.

[stunna43]

I struggle with consistency. It may be hard to admit, but my favorite line is “I’ll start Monday “. I repeat it to myself every other month and break down when my results aren’t there. I’ll eat my feelings out then turn my neck away from the fridge the next. Can’t I do it right? Why can’t I be like the girls on tik tok flaunting their perfection through that skins dress? Or even the body positive babes that could care less about they’re appearance as long as their face is cute. But my face is cute. Compliments come left and right but I just don’t see what others see in my body. My biggest disgrace is loved by some and hated by most. See I struggle with self validation and the lack of consistency I hold feeds the diminishing image of failure. I wonder if I’ll finally look in the mirror and be happy with what I see. Well…I hope so because it’s getting tiring hearing mixed messages of how I look.

[stunna43]

My main goal in life? Being another luxury black women.

[stunna43]

Loneliness is a killer in itself. Drowning in your own silence in rooms filled with joy. Hesitation as your best friend. Spending every hour questioning why everyone else is popular but you. “Why can’t I speak to them or keep a conversation?” A repeated question that roams your mind. More focused on the flaws and failures when you’re top of your class. Why worry about a social circle when you’re bound to make it by yourself. Thinking that you’re being judged every time you walk into an area where everyone is known when in reality they look at you in awe. An inspiration is what you are. All put together is what they see, no flaws no failure and certainly no questioning. They love to see you thrive and flourish academically wishing they had your mind to impress their parents but… you simply cannot see. Loneliness may be your cope but it was never your best a-tribute.