Low-key embarrassed on how long I haven’t posted. I’ve been on an incredible journey of reinventing my life. Quite often at the cost of so much that I had valued.
You can’t pour from an empty cup and quite often it’s not always healthy being the strongest person.
I have a confession to make… I haven’t properly cried in over a year. It’s weird to think how easy we can get caught up in the strong black girl persona of being strong for everyone around you.
On the 2nd of August 2021, the strong girl persona cracked into a million pieces and it was finally time to realise that I can no longer be that girl.
I normally have an overriding theme to my blog posts but this time… I don’t have anything specific to say.
Sometimes you have to choose yourself. Choosing yourself can open up a can of unhealed wounds, traumas and everything in between.
I haven’t felt this free in a really long time and I hope this blog post reminds you to:
Choose you even if it means losing everything.
In the words of my beautiful mama.
Never betray yourself.