I’ve apparently been the victim of growing up, which apparently happens to all of us at one point or another. It’s been going on for quite some time now without me knowing about it. I’ve found out that growing up can mean a lot of great things. For me, it doesn’t mean I should become somebody completely new and stop loving the things I used to love or change as a person. It means I’ve just added more things to my awesome list. Like for example, I’m still beyond obsessed with the winter season, and I still love mermaids and watching old classic Disney movies with a cup of tea, but some new things I’ve fallen in love with — elegance, antique, history, depth.
I love old buildings with the paint chipping off the walls. I enjoy watching programs I normally wouldn’t have given the time of day before. I love the freedom of being an adult but I also love things that make me feel seven again. Back then naivety was the norm and skepticism was a foreign language, and I just think every once in a while you need fries and your mom. I love challenging myself and learning new things.
I’m taking risks now, more than ever. My own choices without asking anyone, I’ve simply learn to not care about others and their opinions about me, but it doesn’t mean I don’t listen. I simply ignore the negativity. I surround myself with great people who will not only inspire myself but also help me if needed. People with dreams, goals, hard workers, and loving. Who have qualities I can learn from to become an even better human and that help me reach my goals. I’m not insecure about things nor myself like I used to. I’m confident in most departments. Sure I have my lows from time to time, who doesn’t? But I don’t let them break me. I don’t let my flaws define me. If I wanna change something about myself I don’t complain about it, I take control, I don’t let it control me. I’m happy and content with myself. I’m in this safe place now that I’m not scared, insecure, or worried. I’m positive about trying new things, I don’t let my fear be in the way, I’m not afraid of failing or falling. I get up, dust myself off, and try again. I’m stronger now, I see certain things from a whole new perspective, new ways and new colors.
I love life, I love art, I love animals, and more. I capture small moments and appreciate the small things. I don’t take things for granted, or people. I’m thankful for everything from my friends & family, to the things I’ve been blessed to have/own. I appreciate every bit of food, I let the flavors explode, I love food, and most of all I’m thankful that I have a plate on my table every day, and I think of those who don’t and it breaks my heart.
Don’t hold onto negativity or blue memories. Release them, free them, and treasure your rainbows and not your storms. I’m excited for my future, and growing up some more.
I’m pretty stoked that you have read this whole thing. I commend you for that. This was ridiculously long, and you probably had other stuff you could’ve done in the last 2-4 minutes. So to you, or anyone else who has spent few minutes on me in some way– Thank you. Xo, Beauty