Eu tenho medo.
Eu tenho medo de escrever. Eu tenho medo de expor tudo o que habita em mim. Eu não sei se em algum momento eu vou deixar de me importar com o que as pessoas acham e finalmente começar a ser eu mesma.
Eu não acredito que eu tenha nada de interessante pra dizer, ou que a minha escrita é relevante. Eu ainda não estou indo atras do que eu quero e acredito, porque estou ocupada demais me convencendo de que eu não sou o suficiente.
EU
TENHO
SONHOS.
Nobody will appear at your door at 3a.m. when you're crying your lungs out to tell you "you have to love yourself". Nobody will ever simply come up with a magical solution to your self-esteem issues. Nobody will ever give you a self love pill.
You are the person who should convince yourself that you need to love yourself. You are the person that has to come up with a magical solution to your self-esteem issues. You are the one to find out the recipe for the self love pill. It doesn't matter how much people tell you how beautiful you are if you don't believe in it.
SELF LOVE IS YOUR ONLY CHANCE.
There's no heroic story behind the scars on my skin. What's on my skin only exhibits the average life of an average woman.
But I ain't no average woman. I went through things that your average imagination couldn't tell.
My soul hides secrets that you'll never know. My soul hides scars that are only visible
to me.
