Friday, January 25, 2013
I am fabulous.
It's really hard to convince myself of this fact most days.
I have aaaaaallllllllllllloooooooooooooootttttttttttttttt of things that make me feel unfabulous.
My family's $ predicament.
Not having a derby home.
Having to walk everywhere.
You get the idea. I feel like that skit on old SNL where the damn freaky guy has to look in the mirror and tell himself he's ok. I'm a good person. I love my family. When I have the resources, I help others. That should be enough for me and anyone who thinks otherwise shouldn't matter. Tell that to the nagging voices in my head. I second guess myself every day, and let me tell you, that ain't fabulous.
So I start every day telling myself that I. Am. Fabulous. The end.
And one of these days, I'll believe it so much, I won't have to remind myself!