To contrast all the “new year, new me” posts, I had this lovely moment of self love the other day. Just happy in my skin and loving who I am today ❤️ I know it can be hard seeing bodies that are perfectly sculpted all over our feeds, but I encourage you to think of something that you genuinely love right now about yourself. Not the ideal you, or the social media version, just you in your skin, loving yourself.
I’ve been in a funk for the past few days, partly due to finishing the semester and losing a lot of creative momentum. My birthday tends to hit me hard because it’s so close to the end of the year, and I end up reflecting on my accomplishments and setbacks. I’ve been dreading 30 for the past year, and I don’t think I ever could measure up to the expectations I’ve put on it at this point.
To contrast all the “new year, new me” posts, I had this lovely moment of self love the other day. Just happy in my skin and loving who I am today ❤️ I know it can be hard seeing bodies that are perfectly sculpted all over our feeds, but I encourage you to think of something that you genuinely love right now about yourself. Not the ideal you, or the social media version, just you in your skin, loving yourself.
I’ve been in a funk for the past few days, partly due to finishing the semester and losing a lot of creative momentum. My birthday tends to hit me hard because it’s so close to the end of the year, and I end up reflecting on my accomplishments and setbacks. I’ve been dreading 30 for the past year, and I don’t think I ever could measure up to the expectations I’ve put on it at this point.
