Babylightningbug - Erin Paige

being an adult is just saying to yourself “this is the weekend i’ll clean my [x]” and then proceeding to not do that because it’s the weekend and you deserve to relax, goddamnit

me running very fast on my way to tell u ur doing great and im proud of u

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i am not at fault for being soft. you are at fault for being mean.

Day 3 Self-Love Journal Prompts

3. When do you feel most confident?

Confidence is s difficult concept for me. For years I've struggled with confidence in social settings and I struggled with making and keeping friendships. But in this time period, I rarely struggled with any body insecurities. I was comfortable in how I looked for the most part, and where I wasn't I was at least neutral. In recent years my social confidence has grown a little bit, especially since moving away to college. I've been forced out of my shell a little and had to make an all new set of friends. with that though, my confidence in my appearance has dipped a bit. My weight has increased since COVID in 2020 and at first it didn't bother me, but last Summer and Fall were rough. I'm at a point now though where I've kind of found my own personal style, and that's made having to buy new clothes that fit a little easier on me. I'm at least neutral about my insecurities most days now, if not comfortable.

Because of the fluctuation of my self confidence, I've indulged a bit in some of the things that help me feel more confident. One way I've done this is by experimenting with my style! (pictures below lol) While I'm definitely not that edgy, I've been having a lot fun wearing jewelry, makeup, and clothing that in the past would have been out of my comfort zone. I'm still finding my style, but taking the time to stretch my personal taste and experiment has really helped me :)

it’s just. i see you in everything, ya know? i bend at the waist to get closer to every rock i see because each one is a potential gift for you. i examine every beautiful leaf and picture it on your nightstand. i point my finger at fluffy clouds and turn my head to share my joy. sunset orange makes me think of you. sunrise pink does, too. tall buildings and green grass hold bits of you. wind gusts and book pages whisper memories of you. everywhere. you’re everywhere. no matter where you are or how long you’ve been gone, everywhere, everywhere. everywhere i look i just see you.

I’m not canonically autistic but it’s strongly implied

Lewis Hamilton wins the British Grand Prix