My Fucking Feelings. (5/2/’17)

As I get older, I’m caring less and less about what people think of me. Of course I still seek approval and validation to a certain extent. I don’t think that will ever go away, especially in this world we live in. But I’ve swam wayyy too far to turn back. The day I decided to document my journey, it was no longer about me. And it’s been freeing. Because feeling regret and embarrassment and wondering if I did or said the right thing is taxing and leaves you feeling powerless. I’m done chasing. The power lives in the being, living an honest-with-yourself life, without contingencies and labels or putting weight on what others think about you and your choices. There’s a strange thing that happens when you don’t give a fuck, long enough. You start liking yourself. And I think that’s the big revelation for me these days. When I cared about what others thought, I didn’t like myself. When I didn’t, I began to. Guys, there is no other way to live except to be true to yourself. And not just thinking it. Living it. Who are you?

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