villain era

i have spent years of my life drowning in the deep end of boundaryless-ness. i’ve been overextending like a god damn octopus on meth. pouring out my unending compassion to energetic vampires, enmeshed family dynamics and systemic manipulation of all kinds. my life force has been drained every time i would pull my punches to make others feel more comfortable. do you do this too? knock that shit off. life doesn’t stop for anyone. i am lit up inside right now. my cells are screaming at the realization that EMPATHY WITHOUT BOUNDARIES IS FUCKING SELF-DESTRUCTION. It is literally self-harm. the universe doesn’t send us avoidant men or emotionally immature mothers to break us. these are our SPARRING PARTNERS. Here with the purpose to allow us to drop the fucking compliance already and learn how to fight with absolute, unapologetic force.

all signs are pointing to: i am not supposed to be nice anymore. i am building an independent empire. compassion for people who want to keep me small is a literal fucking barrier to my success. the gloves are on, bitch. i’m claiming my throne and i’m not looking back or apologizing. who’s next to step into the ring?

What to do when you don’t know what the hell to do. (and the side effects of The Gram)

Well. So far the year of 25 has not exactly been going to plan. How can it be that one day, you feel you’ve got it allllll figured out. And the next, you’re like wait a second, I have NO IDEA WHAT I’M DOING. For me personally, this has been one rollercoaster I have not been enjoying. And when you talk to someone in your life about this particular feeling, they all have their own opinions of what you should do and how you should make yourself feel better. These opinions will sometimes surprise you, and may not make you feel warm and fuzzy. But at the end of the day, it’s really only you who can solve the puzzle of your life, and the solution is not always indefinite. And that is also something I am realizing. Whoever said any other year was the year of realizing shit was wrong. Whenever you turn 25, THAT is the year. Holy shit. I have never felt so confused and lost. Imagine walking around blindfolded… that is 25. Social media is the devil too. I hop on there and I scroll through a feed of what appears to be a perfectly toned, positive, successful, beautiful crowd of people who are living their absolute best lives. And as I internalize that, I can literally feel my self worth plummet. Eek. Not good. But it’s true. And I know it happens to every single one of us. Whether or not anyone else will admit that. It sucks. Social media (Instagram specifically) used to be a fairly innocent platform where people could post their lives. Not much thought went into it. No one was super worried about gaining a gazillion followers. People weren’t getting paid via ads and sponsors. But now, it’s like a game of who’s life can be more brightly exposed, who has travelled the most, who has the coolest car, whose wedding ring is bigger, blah blah BLAH. The list literally goes on. And it’s just stupid. It’s trivial and a waste of time and energy. And what is it doing to us? How do we train our brains to be able to look at this stuff without feeling like we just don’t measure up? Even my own MOTHER complains about how she isn’t an “influencer”, LOL (I tell her she is in my eyes). And I can’t even imagine how younger kids feel. If I am 25 and feeling the pressure, could you imagine being a prepubescent tween going through their awkward stage and having to deal with the pressure of social media. Wait, do kids even have awkward stages anymore? I feel like they all have those lip kits and contouring techniques to make themselves look 10+ years older. Yikes. Life felt so much more innocent when I was in grade school. Anyways, I am rambling on. I guess the conclusion I’ve come to is that we should make a promise to ourselves whenever we feel like we are spiraling into the comparison hole of Instagram doom. And remind ourselves who the fuck we are. Recite some positive affirmations if you have to. Because at the end of the day, regardless of how much you think people are judging and thinking about what you’re doing, you must remember that everyone is selfish. The scrolling will continue. The pictures are JUST pictures. The kind of person you are and the way you treat others is what people will really remember you for. And obviously that kick ass jumpsuit you wore to Coachella in 2014. Lol- Just kidding.

Below are some of my favorite daily affirmations that I like to read to myself if I am having a low self-esteem moment or just need a positive mental pick me up.

Affirmations: Use Positive Daily Affirmations (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); I am a crazy bad A Momma with Dreams big enough to fill up every major league baseball stadium. It’s safe to say that I’m a bit on the ambitious side and I believe

Save these 30 daily affirmations for positive words to remember just how special you are.

And lastly, remember…..