I look in the mirror and I see a young, supple face, harassed by breakouts like never before… a head full of healthy, full locs that sometimes have a personality of their own… glasses that slip and slide, with a prescription way past expiration.
This is not what I had in mind for myself at 24, a mom crisis of sorts. It’s not as bad as it seems, just a few small tasks to stay dedicated to. So why has it taken me almost 3 years to come to this realization? To
want need my sexy back? I’m a mess and I gotta get it together! It’s time to rise up from this fog so I can be all like look at me now!
So many of us lose ourselves once we become parents. We put ourselves on the back burner in hopes that some day things will slow down enough for us to recoup. And well, sometimes that never happens and it’s up to us to take action. Make time and work hard. No ifs’ ands or but’s. I feel a passion erupting to somehow inspire others to get it back as I do the same. Nothing fancy…
As I write this, I feel shaky and warm. Emotionally disturbed. Which is how I know I can no longer put a hold on me.
What part of you have you seem to have misplaced? Are you actively trying to find it?