Starving Artist Ink.

i’m on a journey to myself… to find love, acceptance and understanding… to see life with more light. to be more gentle with myself. to be more positive and a better role model…

we are the hardest and most critical of ourselves… what i wouldn’t give to be able to see myself through someone else’s eyes-just for a day. to look in the mirror without a warped sense of who i am, without flaws being exaggerated.

this is a journey that i know i will be on for the rest of my life, self discovery-appreciation, and love.

i think it’s incredibly important-when taking the steps to loving and understanding yourself, to give yourself a support system… because once you start peeling back those layers, you need to have someone there to just listen..encourage, believe in you, and pick you up when you don’t think you can…

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for me, today… it isn’t about weight loss or being physically fit. it isn’t about drastic change or becoming someone else. it’s about embracing who i am today, tomorrow… and the next.

it’s about moving in my skin and feeling comfortable in it, confident in it.

it’s about believing in myself. believing in my heart and soul-believing in my dreams and my abilities.

it’s about treating myself as i would a loved one—i would never say any of the hateful and negative things i say about myself to or about someone i love, i would never even think them… and i’m tired of treating myself like that. it isn’t fair.

i felt failed by my body for PCOS. each month is a beginning but always ends in mourning. it has gotten easier to handle, and i have so many women around me that battle the same issues that i have, and will face in the future.

it doesn’t stop me from being hard on myself.

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i will not be a prisoner to my body, or negative thoughts. i will not be a victim to a disease or imbalance. more importantly, i will not be a victim of myself.

i want to be more honest here…in this space. this space that should be mine. i want to take it back-so that it belongs to me and carve out a safe sacred space to spill what i need, and not feel ashamed or guilty or embarrassed.

and so i begin…