Finally.
I am content just being…
Me.
I am content just being.
I am content.
I am.
I am?
I AM!
Ah.
Aha!
I wish someone had told me a looooooong time ago that I did not HAVE to be strong ALL the time.
I am not always strong. I am not always weak either. There are days where I am somewhere, there, in between strong and what in the fresh hell is this?!
That’s okay. The world doesn’t want you to know it’s okay to NOT be:
Perfect.
Packaged.
Proper.
It’s okay to be:
Scattered.
Shattered.
Shaken.
Finally, I KNOW I am amazing just by being.
Keep on being you, beloveds. ALL of you. Especially the boring parts. I find folks boring immensely interesting and satisfying.
Stop judging yourself by the world’s standards. You know when your act right is not acting right. You know how you feel about this or that.
Be encouraged. I say these two words EVERY day. I say them to myself. It’s easy to feel lost and alone in such a large world. The world is smaller than you think.
being weak with you,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I am not strong. Thank God I don’t have to be. Neither do you.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being… YOU
- THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
- COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️🩹
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
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