I've always been my own worst critic. I know that many people can identify with this. If I mess up, I obsess over it. If I hurt someone's feelings I'll cry about it and feel horrible. Even after everything is long forgotten. I just expect a lot from myself. It's hard. Every little compliment, every little word of encouragement means so much to me because in the back of my head I'm silently trying to tear myself down. I may get a bunch of "likes" on a picture but I'm still struggling with finding myself beautiful to this day. I think my friends are the number one thing that help me get through it. They see the potential, and the heart in me, that I often forget I have. They tell me I'm beautiful, and smart, and strong. They build me up. If you're like me, cherish those people you have in your life. They truly make a big difference.
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Monday, July 28, 2014
Chicago
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