“Weak.”

Or so you think

Please

Are you alone?

Darling, it takes great strength

To do what you have done

Tell, who was it

That rubbed your sleepy eyes

Then tumbled from the bed?

Tell, who told you

Pick that body once more

From off the shower floor?

Tell, what power

Forced you light the stove

To cook breakfast for yourself?

Little steps

With

Big power

See

You’re getting stronger

Please

It’s all you

~Cotton Candy~

#selfcare #powerfulpeople #love #stronger #overcomer

I wish I was the Moon Goddess. She is round and made of other smooth curving shapes; she is full of shapes and she is never ashamed. She wears them proudly still reaching for the Moon unafraid of rejection.

And the Moon loves her. The Moon loves to set her and her curves aglow as she walks naked in its light. She is happy with herself the way she is and she is free to love others without restraint. Without fear. Without doubt. Without end.

I wish I was the Moon Goddess so I could love myself, my shapes and curves the way she does. And have the love of the Moon in return. But the Moon chooses to love only one and it chose her. It’s vastly known it doesn’t love her for her beauty however. The Moon loves the Goddess’ happiness and that she has found in herself, in her shapes and her curves.

I wonder; did she ever feel the way I do? Did she ever hide herself away promising to reveal her true self once she was perfect knowing in her heart the perfect she yearned for would never be achieved?

I strip bare in the night by the water. It’s still. Eerily so. It’s a mirror for the sky. The stars look like pebbles in a clear lake; I’m there too.

I can see all my shapes and all my curves. I want to be like her; the Moon Goddess. I reach for the moon like her but I realize as I stare at my own reflection that I still don’t look like her. Why? I pull my fingers into a fist in frustration. This I do for myself and I notice how funny my reflection looks. I let myself laugh out loud; who will hear me out here? I gaze at my reflection as she laughs at herself and a weight lifts from my heart. Is this how it happened for her too, the Moon Goddess?

Was the first curve she fell in love with the one that spread on her lips?

When you feel down,

When you feel unappreciated,

When you feel useless,

When you feel unloved,

Always remember.

There's someone out there who cares.

...For me, it's my stuffed bear :)

What is self?

Is it your inner thoughts?

(hint: they are better then you know)

Is it your actions?

(hint: they do more then you alone can)

Is it your soul?

(hint: it knows you better than you are aware of)

Is is the force you exert on the world?

(hint: it’s more than you think)

It’s all of these, and more.

Accept this, and relax.

Love will come to you.

Don’t change yourself for something out of your control.

You can listen to any other, but you still dig my style

Apologies for the lateness, I know it's been a while

But know the people gave me and inch, I had to turn it into a mile

If going through some to tough times, I bet these line will make you smile

That's my plan, my goal, and you can count on my deliver

Done left my comfort zone, had to find somewhere familiar

"You're going to be great one day" say that looking in the mirror

Keep it in mind, and know your mistakes don't make you

And unless you let them, haters can't break you

I know sometimes it's impossible to really smile, so fake it until it's true

I want you to see that you're more than the background you were handed

The idea of you is above so many people's understanding

That's why it's up to you to show them what it means to be outstanding

I lay on my back with my eyes gazed at the ceiling, I am smiling widely yet there are tears in my eyes.

I am proud of how far I have come and sometimes do not believe I had a past directly opposite.

I still hear their voices in my head but now the effect is different.

Unlike before when I gave it priority and made it get to me, now, I have realized I am not what people say I am

I get up to look at my image in the mirror and I ask myself where this beautiful lady came from ... and I realize she was there the whole time I was just too hateful to see her.

Once upon a time I felt my eyes were too big, so “ugly”, now it’s my light and sunshine. I looked at my image in the mirror and i saw the “ugly” girl standing right there.

What changed? My mindset? ... maybe, my believes? ...God?

I can’t really put a finger on it but today I know I am not that girl who wallowed in sorrow wanting to be someone other than myself.

I have come to realize that I am beautiful regardless.

I took time to know me, understand myself and let go of the things that didn’t matter.

In my opinion the most beautiful love story anyone can tell is the one in which they fell in love with their very selves.

Be you, love you!

Don’t go any further!

Thinking about whether you love yourself or hate yourself are just the same . it comes from the same defective process of focusing on the self as a way to avoid dealing with things . confrontations that we have. Difficulties, things we try to put away and delay are the source.

Somewhere in our evolution we developed this absurd notion that we need to think about ourselves instead of doing positive things for ourselves. It’s not like there isn’t stuff to do. It’s just that emotionally we prefer to focus on the center rather than the outside.

Self-haters and self loving narcissists are failing to see that they have lost time and many chances of happiness just because they concerned themselves with whether they are happy or not.

Do I love myself is a stupid question. It’s looking at the mirror while the house is burning.

Look around you! There is so much joy and happiness, that you can bring to yourself and to others if you just stop looking in the mirror and get on with life.

Anxiety and perfectionism have always haunted me. I scored low on a critical exam because I had an anxiety attack. I missed a chance at my dream career because my mask cracked. I almost lost my life to my demons. I have infinite reasons to hate myself for getting in the way.

But I came to realize how unfair I was being. I wasn’t trying to love myself. So I wrote myself as a character. Reading her story, I couldn’t hate her. She sabotaged herself… But she was just scared. She didn’t know how to get help or when to stand up for herself.

I created a friend for this lonely girl. Someone kind, brave, and understanding. A woman who gave her permission to be imperfect.

I try to be this woman for myself. Sometimes I do a poor job, but I forgive it. Slowly, very slowly, these characters are becoming one. I’ll always have moments of weakness but I’ve learned to love myself enough to believe I deserve another chance.

Self love is a 24/7 Diner. You have to continually feed yourself the nourishments to sustain your heart, mind, and soul. Even if you don't have the energy some days. Changing your mindset and breaking old habbits to began a new chapter in life. When all others fall you you have to become your own support system. Bulldozing in postive quotes, inspirations, and affirmations; from Pinterest, books, and other apps right on your phone. Shine, Pattern, and self help apps helps you enforce information that is conducive to you to be a better you. Recapitulation of self love will be second nature to you. Never give up on self always remember to love yourself first. When you feel the joy of life and you are truely happy with self and nothing can get to you- your heart, mind and soul is strong for all to see and you have reached that pivotal moment of self love; dancing to your own music that feels good to you. Keep dancing and shining until you die. That's when you can hang up that closed sign.....Death dinner is only the begining.

Individuals who like to make others feel less of themself are typically having issues with making themselves feel important; I rather ignore their existence and treat them with love.

The Lord has made us all special; however, we don't all understand love and how to share it. Therefore, I keep my mind in a positive space and forget the ill said and done.