I lied.

Survival of the fittest

I lied.

I haven’t folded the clothes. Still. And I spend my money frivolously sometimes. Still. But at the very least, I have made myself aware of the reality of my life right now. I have dropped the enabling and unconscious excuses for why I should be doing the self-sabotaging things I do. I have also accepted the reality that I’m not perfect. I am allowed to fuck up. I am allowed to be human. Though as a mom and an attractive woman I do feel that I’m not allowed to show my humanness. And I’m sure all humans have their facade filled excuses for why they can’t be human. Like, I absolutely have pretty privilege (emphasis on privilege). I get things for free, like the nursing top I wear today, and the quick change pack that I’ve thrown across my chest (use code for 10% off: abeemca) And some people will hate me for this simple misunderstanding: thinking I’m better than anyone else. I’m just as hurt and wounded and plain fucking confused as everyone else, or maybe even more so. I don’t have any reference for comparison.