i’ve worn makeup to cover my hormonal acne. i’ve curled and styled my hair to feel polished and “put together”. i rock high rise jeans to suck in my power belly, and even filtered my feelings and prioritized myself last in order to please others.
yes I have a both a hair and skincare business.
yes I coach CrossFit.
Both having to do with outside physical aesthetics, but Both having the underlying importance of fixing the “ish” that’s going on below the surface, like...
the double eating and exercise disorder as a result of chasing a reality or image that wasn’t mine.
thinking my score on the gym leaderboard had anything to do with my strength and abilities.
the hair loss and crappy skin as a by product of poor hormonal health.
the belief that my worth came from the acceptance of others.
the realization that I don’t earn my way to heaven. Jesus did that for me.❤️
so if you see me rocking the sports bra, belly exposed, with no makeup, hair undone, dropping an eff bomb, while high kicking and praying for the person next to me... THIS IS ME. raw. exposed. #hotbananacreampie
Do these hard truths about myself rear their ugly head? hell yes they do. I’m human. But I’m proud as hell for how far I have come, and how much faster I am to be on top of my ish.
self development ain’t pretty. you gotta fix the ish underneath in order to get your best result. it’s the baring of your soul and it’s wound in order to press through, RELEASE and emerge differently.
so tell me, what’s a hard truth from your journey? what is your truest form with zero craps given?