YOU need to breathe again.
Not the YOU that wishes she was someone else. Not the YOU that walks on egg shells.
Not the YOU that is afraid to speak her mind. Not the YOU that is terrified of rejection.
Not the YOU that is a people pleaser and not the YOU that disappoints herself.
I’m talking about the YOU that loves herself. Let her out. Let her breathe.
The YOU that is content. YOU that loves the skin she’s in. YOU that can sit and smile because life is good
and there is so much beauty to be seen. YOU that is hopeful about things to come. YOU that is tender
and kind. YOU that praises God. YOU. Beautiful YOU.