Sorry. Not Sorry.
The worst thing I can do for you is fill your head with butterfly’s and unicorns and tell you that you’re pretty. Because I know all too well that for those of us with insecurity and anxiety, compliments fall on deaf ears.
The blog is where you and I will wrestle with the lies we’ve been told, the dirty rotten things we’ve believed, and the cultural pressure that’s shaped it all. We get real real.
I’m not an expert. I’m just a girl, blogging in front of a friend, asking her to wrestle with me.
Let’s do this.