I'm a person with a lot of feelings, a lot of thoughts, and a lot of dreams. If I don't consciously take time to stop and reflect, I'll swirl through my days on autopilot without checking in to see how God is growing my life and my heart.
So today, I reflect.
I spent a lot of years hating myself. Hating my body. Hating my reflection. Hating anything that showed my face.
I insta stalked myself today and shook my head as i traced myself back to the height of my body shaming days. I hardly posted pics of myself. In fact, most of the pics are of my feet and various lattes. I remember feeling my throat closing every time I posted a photo of myself. I feared judgement. I hated myself. I used my social media to pretend I wasn’t insecure, but really I wanted to die every time I posted.
The past few months I’ve resolved to selfie more. Not because I think I’m awesome and need your validation on my instagram, but I want to punch my insecurities in the face.
I decided to stop hiding behind shoe pics and cat pics (although I love shoes and my cat is the coolest). I want to use my social media as a place where I can express myself and screw my fears.
So I’m going to continue to post more pics of yours truly. I encourage you to do the same.
Have a rockin' Tuesday, friends.
I'm going to keep standing in front of walls with coffee. It's just going to be a thing.