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Just say no – walk away

You are under no obligation to please the people that make you feel uncomfortable. Trust your emotions and honor yourself by following what feels like relief to you. Say no, walk away… there is no need for you to justify or explain. You are entitled to say no. You are entitled to walk away. ā¤

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Shine as bright as you desire to ā¤

Because of all the pain and suffering – you can become the most confident, beautiful, happy and empowered person everšŸŒ¹

It doesn’t matter what you have been through or how difficult your life might seem at the moment – you can let all of it inspire you to now become more confident, beautiful, happy, loving and empowered.

Easily said but is it really true? Is it possible? Of course it is! All it takes is a very, very small desire within you to feel better. That is all. If you have that wanting, no matter how slight, then you can do it. No matter what. It doesn’t matter if you have spent your entire life hating yourself and feeling like a powerless victim – you can become the most confident, blissful, beautiful and empowered person, now.

I grew up with an alcoholic father and my parents mentally abused me all through my childhood until they died – whether they ment to or not. I was sexually abused by three older boys when I was around 6 years old. I was bullied in school, I had reading and writing difficulties, I got anorexia when I was 9 years old, I was raped by two boys when I was 17. I ran away from home a few weeks after that, straight into the arms of an older guy who also had an alcohol addiction and who abused me physically and mentally for almost two years before there was a trial and he went to prison. During that time my mother died. I had no self-esteem what so ever and I absolutely hated myself, I felt like a powerless victim and even wanted to end my life. Then I got pregnant and had to make an abortion, the love of my life cheated on me and then my father died. šŸ¤£

Somewhere around that time – when I was 24 years old – I decided that enough is enough and I felt that I wanted to feel better about myself. So, I began improving my thinking about myself and everything else and little by little I blossomed into the most confident, happy and empowered woman I had always desired to me. As a bonus, I got a job I adored and still work at, got the boyfriend I desired, got huge pay raises, got pregnant twice and had my two little babies… but all of those things are just great bonuses – the most important thing is: I feel good about myself. If I could do it, anyone can. ā¤

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Don’t let their dissaproval of you be a reason for you to dim your light! Continue to shine bright and follow your own bliss. Let them disapprove of you, let them have their opinions ā€“ that is a reflection of their character, not of you.

Be the beautiful, unique being you desire to be, allow yourself to blossom and live the happy life you want to live. If it feels good to you and if it brings you joy, then you are following your bliss and only good can come from that.



Love your body

Loving your body is more than just doing what you believe is benefical for your body – it also means to stop all negative comments and negative thoughts about your body, no matter what. 

Work on how you FEEL about your body – no matter what you look like. Find thoughts of relief until you begin to find something about yourself that you sort of kind of like… and keep feeling for more thoughts of appreciation. Sooner than you thinl you will have shifted how you view your body, you will come to love yourself.

So many years I spent hating myself, hating my body and trying to hide myself from the world… well, no more! I have worked on how I view myself little by little and I have gone from having no self-esteem to feeling total love about all that I am. No more hinding. This is me. I love who I am, curves and all. ā¤ā¤ā¤

Self blame and keeping it all inside? No more! ā¤


Fuck self-blame! Fuck keeping it all inside! I was only 5-6 years old the first time – never told anyone. The most painful event happened when I was 17. Never told anyone about that either. Kept it all inside, blamed myself. It wasnt until I was 24 years old that I BEGAN processing it all. Did it all by myself. 

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