i realized that no one, not even my mother or closest friends knows what iโm actually like in the inside of my head, and the only person who actually knows who i am is me
It's about choosing to stay. Choosing to try.
Choosing each other, again and again.
It might not look like a movie. It might not be Instagram-worthy every day. But if it feels like home, even on the hard days, then you are right where you are meant to be.
I saw my husband differently after something that happened at the grocery store.
We were in line when the cashier, trying to be funny, said,โจโWow, youโve got your hands full. Bet she spends all your money too, huh?โ
A couple people chuckled.
I felt that familiar, small smile forming the one women use when theyโre about to brush off something uncomfortable.
Before I could say anything, my husband looked at him and said,โจโShe built half of what we have. Iโm lucky she lets me spend hers.โ
It wasnโt loud.โจIt wasnโt aggressive.โจIt was calm. Certain.
The cashier went quiet.
He didnโt turn it into banter.โจHe didnโt let it slide to keep things easy.โจHe corrected it without making me the punchline.
And in that moment, I felt something settle in my chest.
It wasnโt about money. It was about respect.
He didnโt need a dramatic scene.โจHe just made it clear Iโm not the joke in any room heโs in.
And I realized,โจitโs one thing to be loved in private.
Itโs another thing to be honored in public.
Thatโs when I knew I was safe.
Cardi B was eating ice for three minutes straight earlier this morning via Instagram Live. ๐ญ
โI see it as equivalent to drinking six bottles of water.โ
@ryryscientist yall look beautiful โค๏ธ i know thereโs so much going around on the internet but i think you are will be just fine ๐คฒ๐ฝโค๏ธ sending you love!!