I'm one of the biggest fan girls in the world, and I tend to love things that fifteen year olds would like. So, I shamelessly say that I went out and bought Fifth Harmony's album "Reflection" and saying that I am playing it every second of the day is an understatement. There are certain songs that I have become attached to you, and one of them is a song called "Brave. Honest. Beautiful."
I have a list of songs that I listen to when I am down that will lift me back up, but after listening to this song which first off, makes me want to dance (like Beyonce), it makes me really feel better about myself. I know that may seem a little bizarre, but sometimes listening to a song can be a pep talk that you need to tell yourself. So, instead of telling myself that I am awesome (because that would be a little weird for me, personally) I would gladly hear it from the girls of Fifth Harmony and bob my head along, agreeing that I am pretty dang amazing. Insert finger snap here.
Lately I have been getting down on myself just for really little, stupid, basically insignificant things. And with Valentine's Day coming up, it doesn't help matters. I've spent many a night eating double stuff Oreos and crying over the petty relationships on The Bachelor. I have been letting things get to me and I have allowed those things to bring me down, and frankly I am tired of letting this happen. But, sometimes you just don't know how to break out of an emotional place that you are held into, and it's even worse when you are doing it to yourself. Everyone comes to the point where they tweet "I hate my life" - maybe you posted it, maybe you didn't, but the thought was out there. You hated something about your life: a situation, a trait, etc. I can speak for myself when I say, once I have one negative thought against myself, a bandwagon of bad thoughts is following close behind. Usually for me, it goes a little something like, I get a bad grade on a paper, and then I find a pimple on my chin, then my best friend canceled our coffee date and on top of it all the guy I like didn't acknowledge I exist. Does that ring a bell to anyone else? (It's okay, your secret is safe with me.) Everything comes crashing down and you can't seem to keep your head above the water of all the problems and negativity you put on yourself.
Not feeling like you are good enough, special enough, pretty enough and so on is something that everyone deals with. I deal with it a lot of the time and just try to mask it and hide it, but eventually you reach a point where you just need to face it head on. You need to ignore the little monster in your brain that is feeding you all this negativity because you can't even hear what it's saying over the sound of your own fabulousness.
I am -insert adjective here- enough. I am enough. I don't think that the feelings or attitudes of "not enough-ness" is something that goes away in an instant, but if you keep affirming positive things, it will eventually disappear. Poof.
I am -insert adjective here- enough. I am enough. I don't think that the feelings or attitudes of "not enough-ness" is something that goes away in an instant, but if you keep affirming positive things, it will eventually disappear. Poof.
As I sing obnoxiously in my car to "Brave. Honest. Beautiful." I am agreeing with what I am listening to. Heck yeah, I can dance like Beyonce! I can shake it like Shakira (and shake it off like Taylor)! Once you start affirming the good, you will eventually feel good. It's taken me some time to get into a habit of not letting myself get deep into those "not enough" trenches, but to dance out of them saying: I'm brave, I'm honest, I'm beautiful.