Something I have struggled with my whole life. I don't believe in mine - I tell my brain to change the story, but I repeat my cycle of being less over and over.
I came across this beautiful essay this morning - it's written like a fairytale and it's a story many of us are living right now. It hit home - even someone with the talent to write this gorgeous piece doesn't feel her worth.
Fuck the bread; The bread is over
Saturday, May 9, 2020
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