Every Monday morning, people ask, “did you do anything fun this weekend?”
They usually expect a grand answer. With the exception of my old party days, my weekends are always pretty quiet. I wake up early to explore the city, take pictures, write, and do a little shopping. I indulge in coffee, see a few new spots, and do a lot of walking (Saturday alone was 12 miles!).
My weekends are sacred to me; they’re my time to recharge, reset, and do the things I love.
I’m the rare breed of human who loves solo dining, going to a movie by myself, and exploring alone- not only because I am comfortable in my own company, but because I can truly be in the moment and enjoy the beauty around me.
I used to think I had to change to fit into other people’s lives, but I have finally realized that they’re the ones who need to be able to fit into mine.
I’m grateful to have wonderful people in my life who do fit- and these days, I don’t have to go to a major event or fill my time with activities just so I don’t feel alone.
I am already home within myself.
Self-love has been a huge theme in my life these past couple of years.
Ever since I started this blog, I’ve written about my inward journey of self. From the first few posts, I’ve expressed self awareness- pretty or not- exploring topics such as being a loner to my fear of commitment.
I’ve put my thoughts and feelings out there for the world to see- if there is ever any question about how I think or what I stand for, there’s usually “a blog post for that.”
I’ve experienced ups and downs in all types of relationships, from family to coworkers, and at times I have questioned what I already knew about myself. I’ve listened to the feedback or opinions of others and doubted myself. I’ve taken comments to heart and taken the blame for someone else’s bad day.
I’ve forgotten to look at all the positive things I have worked so hard for and let someone else tear me down; someone else who probably hasn’t even done the work for themselves.
Today, I love myself more than I liked any of them.
Why is it so easy to take everything to heart? Why can’t we just let someone else’s snide comments roll off our back? Why would we take the feedback of someone we barely like and beat on someone we love?
This is a reminder to continue to be true to you, and to listen only to love. This is a reminder to stop letting other people bruise your spirit, and to continue to heal any pain you’ve experienced in the past.
This is a love letter to you- never let anyone take your power (and this serves as a reminder for me, too). Keep shining.
I’m continuously baffled by the things that come out of other people’s mouths.
You can keep your opinion, but I don’t need it.
I’m talking about the small, petty things- things that are meant to critique others, bring them down, or to question themselves. I won’t get too deep, but I’ll give a few examples that I heard in the past week:
“You should grow your hair out.”
“You should go without makeup.”
“You should wear more color.”
You know what I have to say?
“You need to stop shoulding on me.”
I struggle to recall times I’ve given such annoying suggestions to people. I’ve never urged someone to change their style or to do something different with their appearance. It’s just petty and, quite frankly, mean.
If people try and change the person you love (YOU!) then I would begin to question the people you surround yourself with. My real friends like me for me- and those people love me for my black wardrobe, blonde bob, and pink lipstick.