This year I will be turning 30!!! Where and how that happened? I have no idea,,, What I do know, is that it has taken me a very long time to accept myself. As a matter of fact, I'm currently still working on it. Through the years I have struggled with learning to love myself. Never completely content with my appearance. Whether it was my teeth, face, features, body. You name it! In the past I have even contemplated getting surgery. What stopped me? The money of course! As well as the scary stories told by friends. Which often times they hear from others. Postpartum, I suffered from weight gain. It took me years to loose the weight. Even then, my body is not perfect. Does that define me? Do my looks define me? Of course NOT! I know that; However that doesn't change the fact that I obsess over my weight, and constantly weigh myself. My point with all this rambling is, that it's never too late to learn to LOVE ...
Okay, so I've been sitting here trying to write a post and "create content". When it dawned on me, is anyone really even going to read this?.. I know, I know, I have stats to show me that. However it lead me to who the f do I think I am? Sorry for my crude language. I don't use profanity often but in this moment it just fits... Anyways back to the who in the world do I think I am?... (better?) I'm not one of those hot shot bloggers that get more than 200k hits daily on each post. ( some even more) I'm still trying to find myself and my niche. I don't have a big following on Instagram. & I get it, I don't post as much content as others. Or travel to other countries and show the world every wonderful detail of my life. I'm sounding like a green envious person, & I'm really not. I too love following them and seeing all these wonders they capture with their camera lens. So then why am I blogging??? That's the big question I...