Dear Insecurities….

Dear Insecurities,

For such a long time you have controlled me, my thoughts, my feelings, and my appearance. You made me doubt myself, and question myself worth.

Because of you, I put my self down ALOT. I constantly compared myself to everyone around me. And I made SO many changes to the way I looked and my personality.

Because of you, I accepted a lot LESS then I deserved. I allowed people to treat me like shit and  I wasted so much of my time caring about what people thought of me.

Because of you, I did not believe in myself. I did not believe I was good enough, smart enough, pretty enough or funny enough.

Because of you, I always needed validation from others so that I felt important and worthy.

Because of you, I wasted so much time crying, complaining, over thinking.

Because of you, I was so focused on the negatives of myself , I did not think I had any positives.

I looked in the mirror and I did not even recognize who I was anymore. I had become a shadow of myself because you cut away all that I was.So I have fought to get to know myself again. I gave myself a chance, and I gave my self some self-love and attention.

I no longer have any interest in comparing myself to other’s, because I am happy with my life and who I am.

I am done altering my appearance because the truth is all the changes that I made, was only temporary fixes. Accepting myself was permanent. I learnt that people’s  value of my mind is far more important of that of my face or weight. 

I will never allow someone to treat me like shit. I know my worth, and I know what I deserve. 

I will never waste another second of my time, crying or over thinking. Time is precious and I decide to spend it laughing, creating memories and actually living.

I no longer seek validation from anyone else, my opinion of me is more important than that of others – I do not live to make others happy. I live to make myself happy.

I will chase my dreams and I will climb over every barrier and road block along the way and I will not give up. I will never doubt myself or my worth again. I am important, and I deserve to be happy.

I may never always be 100% content with myself, but I accept my flaws now. They do not control me, they just make me who I am. 

 I am not what you made me think I am. I am SO much more! 

 

 

 

 

 

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Hello lovely's thanks for stumbling by. If you are a returning reader, thanks for your continuous loving. If you are new here, welcome to the show (and again, thanks for the love) So you are probably on this page to find out the nitty & gritty of me eh? As much as I would love to brag that I am this really cool chick who occasionally fire breathes on the weekends for fun, that would be an awful not even funny lie.  Gosh, introductions- they are kinda awkward huh? No pressure.  My name is Leanne Lilly (more often than not, known and addressed as 'Lil') I am a 25 year old woman on a mission to sprinkle positivity, empowerment, fun and realness onto my fellow human beings.  I have a passion for writing and a love of over sharing with my straight up sally attitude, I embrace my voice & have no fear of sharing it. I guess I have just always had a thing for giving my opinion & expressing my advice. I am an over sensitive, big-hearted, cry baby who is majorly compassionate, understanding and giving, but who also has daily breakdowns, mood swings, & take's no shit. But I will always speak my truth. I suppose there is many aspects to this personality.  With that said it will be no suprise that this is a Mish-Mash Life Style Blog. A Blog that is home to everything and everything. You wouldn't find me in a specific genre, because I do not think you could tie my life down (let alone my personality) to one genre. This is just a Diary if you like of a truth-speaking, real talking girl. It follows my life, my feelings, my funny side (yes, I find myself funny) and all the shit that goes down in-between. And you will probably find a bit of TMI. Often. Sorry in advance.  Disclaimer: I am NOT a grammar goddess, so don't get all grammar police on my ass. (Pretty please) P.s... When I was 7 Year's old, I asked my mum what she thought I would be when I was older "A writer or something to do with writing" - I was FUMING. I wanted to be a pop star. Years on, here I am passionately writing away & loving it. Moral of the story: Mum's are always right. 

3 thoughts on “Dear Insecurities….

  1. Ive been here myself and its one of the hardest things to do, accepting yourself for who you are so congrats and keep thinking positive.

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