Do you ever have those days where you have a panic attack that really attacks your brain. Go to sleep after 1 hour of deep breathing ane STILL wake up feeling like you did somthing wrong, your life is a mess & you wanna die?
...yeah, i am currently in this state.
TO MAKE MATTERS WORSE. Zuckerberg showed me a picture i posted 2 years ago, this day, in one of my favorite dresses ever... you know, feelin myself. So it prompted me to wear that certain dress today!
Except thats where this all took an even worse turn!
Here is the photo. 2 years ago today. I look good. The quality of this physical picture is off, i look happy. But am i happy?
This is today. Same dress, basically same pose... BETTER PHONE QUALITY. The moment i saw this... i wanted to die. I nitpicked it all.
-ive gained weight
-it doesnt look the same on me
-who is this person? Its not the same as the other person in the photo from 2 yesrs ago
- my arm looks wierd.
Woah.
WOah.
WOOOAAAHHHH.
Stahp.
-make up on CHECK
-belt on CHECK
-fishnets on CHECK
-hair done CHECK
REALITY CHECK!
1 year ago, my husband started buying my fishnets cause i started playing around with my style... i then ended up with about 100 pairs and changing up the way i look with my style of clothing and make up, a way that was truly me. Wearing whatever i wanted, weather that be layering, belts, fishnets, and being austentacious AF... i did it. Because i was dressing my body the way my mind wanted.
That girl in the FIRST photo... is stuck. She doesnt know how to get out and express herself.
But it all started with a pair of fishnets.
HOLLLLLLD UP! i aint done.
Simple photo, poseing like everyone does??? That is NOT me.
Laughing
Silly faces
Smirking cause im hot AF
Slight smile
t.h.e
f.i.s.h.n.e.t.s
Please dont dress how 90s, 00s media told us to. Please dont listen to people who critisize your style or body. Please dont listen to the hurtful comments and humans in the world.
Do listen to your heart. Do listen to your worth. Do listen to WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANNA LISTEN TO!
YOU.
DO.
YOU.
BABY.
Xoxo,
Mm
