I’m not mad at myself. If I’m going to grow and get better, being mad at myself isn’t helping. The people around me, the ones I’ve hurt and let down, THEY get to be mad at me, and should be. I can’t prove I’m changing until I change. And I have to love myself to do that.
A man who looks like a video game hero commented on my makeup, noticed the slightest shade of orange I used and told me it looked good.
Gonna be riding this high for a while.