Yes, I confess — I’m a little self obsessed.
But aren’t we all? And if not, isn’t it good to be? To pass by your reflection and think that you really are that person? See yourself and know that you’re becoming, or have the potential to become, everything you want to achieve?
To set facts straight, I don’t think the world revolves around me, but I promise you my own does. In my reality, I am the moon, the sun, and the stars, and I will care for myself accordingly. There have been moments I’ve taken those twinkling lights down, been more of an absentee, but life is so much brighter, so much more fun when they are up, when I am present for myself.
You see, I’ve heard it my whole life to appease, and as a woman, sometimes we’re expected to always, only ever, agree.
Treat others the way I want to be treated but what about the way others treat me?
At the end of the day, I’m the only one left to deal with myself, and sometimes that can be a lot to carry, so damn yes, I’ll say it.
I’m independent, intelligent, gorgeous, and diligent. A full package. I’ll express it all quite gloriously.
What else is there to believe? And I believe it to the highest degree.
All my chips are in. I’m betting on myself. I am my own legacy.
