why did I stop?
Saturday, November 09, 2019
I loved to wear anything leopard print.
I loved to try new haircuts and colors.
I loved to make plans and do things.
I loved to get dressed up.
I loved to wear bold makeup.
I loved to try new things.
I was spontaneous.
I laughed a lot.
Why did I stop? Why did I let the number on the scale and the size on my clothes tags dictate anything? Why? Why did I stop doing what I loved and made me happy? Why did I start worrying about how I looked in other people’s eyes? Why did I care what they thought? Why? Why did I stop wearing fun makeup trends, and playing with my hair? Why did I pick whatever was muted and simple and didn’t call any attention to myself? Why did I try to fade into the background?
Why did I stop being my true self?