acceptance

After combing through mommy groups, I landed on a question that made total sense to my helicopter parenting mom-brain: Does that feel safe in your body?

And accept them for who they are.

Nothing is ever a mistake.

“I was compelled to come out on social media because I felt it was time that I wasn’t hiding who I was. It was more so coming out to say I was in a relationship; it just happened to be with a woman this time. She’s the best thing to ever happen to me so I figured I should show her off.”

My happiness is what undid me, ironically. I worried so much about being OK with the happiness that I fell apart.

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Chronic illness and injury has taught me — is still teaching me — patience. These days are not a consolation prize for what I didn’t win, for where I didn’t or couldn’t succeed, for a better life I might have had if only…They are my life.

I reject the insistence that a woman can’t choose what makes her feel beautiful without regard for the judgement of others.