You edited yourself

I get it, someone told you your skirt was too short or your shorts or that they were too tight or your top was too low or that you should cover up or not show too much skin or that you’d look better in something colourful or that they want you to dress a different way, you were over dressed or too scruffy. Usually a lot of these things come from our childhood and teen years and these things play a part in how we show up in adult hood and it still happens in adulthood, because people have their ways of thinking.

All of that, it made you self conscious about your choice of clothing and how you looked in it. You stared looking at yourself differently 2nd guessing and questioning whether or not what you were wearing was suitable or appropriate. Appropriate for what? Appropriate for who?

You heard a man comment on what a woman was wearing, that she looked awful or she shouldn’t be wearing something like that. You heard him complain about his wife and you naturally thought the woman was at fault. Then on reflection you realised he’s her problem. He’s probably not respecting her, she probably hates him, she probably started editing herself long ago by the comments he’s made about other women in the past, that maybe she used to agree with. She lost herself in his judgement. Maybe because she was never taught self respect, only people pleasing.

You lost yourself in the way you’ve judged others and in the way you know others judge because you’ve heard it, from your friends from your family, from the randoms.

Then you get to a point in life and realise that life is not worth living at the expense of others, you got to live it for you in your fullness in your expressiveness. In what you say, in what you wear, in how you act, how you are with others, how you show up in a room!

You know now that this is our only shot and why the fuck are you going to live it by dumbing down everything to make others feel comfortable! Your not, you’re not doing it anymore, you’re going to speak the fucking truth you’re going to own your shit, you’re going to get after what you want, you’re going to become the fullest, bravest, best version of you, you know you were born to be! Go fucking get it!

Be her, do the shit you want to do, have fun while doing it. Wear the scandalist clothes that you want, be outrageously bold and loud and sexy, be smart, share your stuff, share your knowledge and when you don’t want to, then sit in silence in the dark on your own in your own space if that’s what you love.

Do whatever the fuck you want to do!! Love and live life motherfuckers!!