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Same angle every time - got a crooked nose 🤷🏻♀️ what can ya do? #latergram
from St. Paddy’s day throwing back Irish car bombs with my dad. Man do I love being the daughter of an Irish sailor on this day!
The concept of purity has been unexplored and extrinsic to me. I mean, can one really be PURE when their body has been used since the age of six for sexual pleasure? I didn't think so. But as I heal, as soul parts return home. As I continue to connect with that little girl who was unprotected and scared, I realize my lack of purity was really a loss of innocence.
I slid a ring on my finger that was given to me by my mother on my 16th birthday. A declaration to the world that "I am my beloveds and He is mine". A reminder that "True Love Waits". What was meant to be a symbol of pride, became a talisman of shame. A heap of expectation and feeling like I had already failed at life because at that point 4 men had already taken the innocence I should have had the choice to give away.
On February 1st of this year, I slid that ring back on my finger making a commitment to myself to wait. To wait until these broken spaces are healed. To wait until my heart no longer seeks the approval of men to validate my identity. To wait until I know myself better. And instead of feeling free in my reclaiming of choice, I felt heavy. Waves of shame began to crash in. I've come face to face with the opportunity to fall into toxic patterns, leading me down a vicious familiar cycle of self-hatred. I've witnessed myself binging on food (my drug of choice) trying to numb these familiar feelings. I've spent a lifetime trying to remain numb, it's addictive and a cycle that is extremely hard to break.
Today, I decided to remove that ring, the one which pulls me backwards into a choice that feels expected of me and I replaced it with one which holds new meaning. Today marks 309 days since the last time I had consensual sex. The longest span of time in 20 years that I have gone without a man using my body. It's not an anniversary or monumental milestone. It's a random Tuesday in the middle of March. But for me, it's a day I'm releasing the weight of these expectations I've lived under my entire life. >>continued in comments<<
Love the skin you’re in 💕
Today I ate bananas and peanut butter on graham crackers for breakfast. I had a chocolate chip Rx protein bar as a morning snack. For lunch, I made a sandwich but hated it😭 Instead, my friend gave me some pasta which is a HUGE fear food but I ate it, no guilt included. And for dinner, I made some toast with arugula and a fried egg on it, plus an orange. Overall today was pretty good. I’m still struggling with counting calories. I can’t stop it’s like I always have to know:( About 1,100 today which actually doesn’t bother me?! I feel good.
#anorexiarecovery #edwarrior #ed #eatingdisorder #anarecovery #bulimiarecovery #health #fitness #fitspo #happiness #roadtorecovery #positivity #selflove
This is me. The small fry who was giving fashion shows before I could speak. The butterball who couldn’t stop smiling. The intrigued one who saw something cool and wouldn’t take her eyes away from it. The sensibly narcissistic kid who couldn’t figure out why the person in the mirror, wasn’t the image she saw in her head. The always smiling kid, even when it hurt kid.
I am still all these things. Now I can add that I am hard working, loving, no nonsense, empathic, opinionated, a loyal friend, a wife, a lesbian, a black woman with nappy hair and all the Right kinks. Most importantly, I’m disciplining myself to be happy. Genuinely happy! I never have been. I would go through moments of happiness, but would refuse to instill the commit it takes to stay happy. I’m free now. Injury free. Loving freely. Working freely. Living.... Freely
#fearlessyoungartists #actor #dancer #singer #actorlife #dancerlife #singerlife #healing #roadtorecovery #onthemend #strongmindstrongbody #babypics #earlytbtpost #blackgirlmagic #melaninbaby #grownmelanin #melanin #lesbian #wife #happy
Today is the Spring Equinox, a time to honor balance- dark and light, death and rebirth, masculine and feminine... My mind immediately goes to the ranch, where I’ve grown up observing mother earth’s life cycles and the changing of the seasons. After a long visit with my grandmother yesterday discussing ideas for the future at the ranch, I had a dream last night I was there, measuring and marking where new buildings would go. I posted photos on my story today showing the changes the ranch has undergone in the past few months. It’s striking to see how quickly nature’s life cycle has continued after the fire. It’s going to take our family a lot longer to rebuild, but with perseverance, patience, and the support from our community, we’ll get there.
The picture in the bottom right was taken seconds after wrecking head first into a ditch. At the time, we had no idea how severe the concussion was or that the back pain was indeed fractured vertebra. I’ve finally overcome the physical wounds from the accident, but still working on the new-found timidness around hills. But you know what? That’s okay. Because just as I’ve had the support of family, friends and a wonderful fiancé through the physical setbacks, I still have so many people encouraging me to get back on the trails and overcome this, too. Life’s about rolling with those damn ditches and popping right back up to conquer them all. Here’s to a stronger and faster return to the race scene! #headingtothetrails #roadtorecovery #epicracesncsc #spinalinjury #fracturedspine #outdoorwomen #mtbgirl #trainharder #trekbikes
Coconut milk chia pudding with summer fruits and toasted coconut 🍏🍉🍓🍌🍊
Surgery was a success. Thanks for all the prayers and support. Please continue. The difficult part begins now, recovery. #roadtorecovery
The thing about injuries are they stick with you even when you try and forget about them. The hip is giving problems after I slipped and fell this weekend. I feel like an old lady typing this😂 but being 19 years old with an hip injury is actually no joke, but it’s something you’ll have to live with ☝🏼
Had 2 hard sessions on the Wattbike yesterday and today but after today’s rehab the hip gave up on me. So rather than pushing through the pain I’m gonna take a couple of days off cause this weekend we have a 100km Road race on the mountain bike. 🚲
That’s the thing about life you can never control anything so accept what happens and make the best of it. Onwards and upwards 💪🏼
#labrumtear #hipinjury #ironmantri #roadtorecovery #versussockseveryday #versussocks