A picture can speak for you, in many ways. Today I casually got my photo taken, for a local business, she just needed to get a picture to post of, one of her new bags. Stopping by the Salon to bring me the bag I ordered a couple days ago, I just put one of her new bags on and she took my picture. I woke up this morning and I saw that she posted it, and I cried. I cried for the girl, I used to see when I looked at pictures people have taken of me. Not a second later, did those tears turn into a smile, because I cried, for the birth of the women I am becoming.
I am so happy to see that it shows, I am happy, that I cant only feel, all my progress, I can freaking see it though others eyes as well . I can’t help but to applaud and praise myself, never forgetting to accept and love myself. Telling myself like, ” girl you did it, your doing it, we’re fucking legit.” That’s what this photo did for me, and it was so random and unplanned. I’m loving the universe, loving me, love myself. I can’t help but to applaud and praise myself. never forgetting, to accept, and love myself.
p.s and I got a new bag! I mean, hello!!!! Lol!
The last picture I could find taken of me, May 13th 2018