Carrie
I used to tell myself I wasn't strong or brave- I have panic attacks, I'm too scared, I'm too heavy, I'm not good enough. I used to tell myself those things.
I don't anymore. I am strong. I am as strong as they come. Why? Because I can face my fear and do what I can. Because I can screw it up and come back and try to make it right again. And because I ALWAYS keep trying. I am brave. It takes bravery to face your fears and your mistakes. It takes an attitude.
I've had people tell me I got dealt a shitty hand with things I have no control over. Maybe I did, I don't know. What I do know is that whenever I spent time obsessing over how unfair something was, I couldn't find an ounce of happiness. When I got up and worked, I could. I'm not a professional victim and never will be again. It doesn't pay very well anyway. I'm much happier being a Bitch.
Yes! I want to read more from Real Life Heartless Bitches
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