Our jobs as humans

It is not our jobs as humans, to worry about how others perceive us.

If one bases their happiness off of what others think about them, life transforms into this certain cycle of changing who you truly are in order to please someone else. Unfortunately, we live in a society where labeling people is a norm, assumptions are a usual, and judging one another is a habit. I have been on this earth for *eighteen years, but what seems like two lifetimes. It has taken me one of these lifetimes just to learn to love myself and it wasn't up until a few months ago that I could look in the mirror and consider myself beautiful. Sure, I would have good days where I put a bomb outfit on and strutted my stuff, but at the end of the day when I would brush my teeth or assess myself in the mirror, I was never content; something always had to change.

When I was fifteen years old I fell in love for the first time. Mostly good, yet with all relationships, comes downsides. It is hard to devote yourself to someone at such a young age because suddenly everything one is supposed to be doing for themselves, they are doing for someone else. To revolve your life around someone that you share so much love for can be dangerous. You. are suddenly so caught up in loving someone else, your mind forgets to love itself, to put itself first. I wish everyone to feel as deeply as I did because it has brought me to where I am today, just as every other life experience I have been through has contributed as well.

I believe there comes a point when one really needs to take walk on the beach, read a book under a willow tree, go for a run, and or eat a yummy cupcake to truly access what it is that makes them happy in life; because come twenty years, are you going to have regrets? If your answer is in the slightest leaning toward β€œYes,” change.

Women, men, children, transgenders, dogs, cats, we are all gorgeous creatures of this earth that have more in common then they do differences. And it is those differences that should be bringing our race together, rather than tearing it apart. 

 Love yourself, and others will love you. That is the cycle our world needs to get caught up in.

*2017

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