Because she is me…
Because I am her…
Because we are all fighting The Beast Inside
They say, “You’re not good enough.”
They say, “You’re not smart enough.”
They say, “Quit.”
They say, “What’s the point?”
They say, “If only you were…better. If only you were funnier. If only you were prettier.”
They say, “No one cares.”
They start off whispering little messages of doubt. They quiet for a bit and allow the negativity to marinate, to percolate on their acrimony. Then they start again, louder, full of malice and greed, seeking to pull out every ounce of self respect and esteem, pursuing to leave me buried in self-loathing and malevolence.
Then they scream, “Just run away. You will never be enough…”
I take a deep breath. I see myself in the mirror. The girl staring back at me is strong, smart, beautiful. She is fucking good enough.
I look around at my surroundings. I count my blessings. I reach out to my daughter…
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