There comes a time in your life when shit starts to get real, it all starts to make sense - the people in your life and the reasons as to why they are still in your life and the ones who no longer are. The things you say yes to and the things you say no to. Your need for silence and self-care or even your need to be loud, wild and free. What you give your energy to starts making sense.
Over the last 3 years I would say I have been collecting the data, collecting the evidence, and taking inventory of what serves me and what doesn't. Making mental notes as well as physical notes (writing in my journal) as to what is best for me, Nikkita.
There is nothing more empowering or authentic then being exactly who you are. For years I have struggled with answering the question, who is Nikkita? Now the struggle wasn’t in finding the answer, the struggle appeared in the form of fear. Fear of being exactly who I was/am and doing it loudly, freely and proudly... the journey continues!
When I think of beauty I think VULNERABILITY, AUTHENTICITY and INSECURITIES. Being authentic and insecure automatically opens you up to being vulnerable. When you no longer conform to what society has planned for you, when you courageously decide to throw away the ideal and journey the path of beating to the rhythm of your own drum you become free and there is nothing more beautiful then freedom.
As I c continue to journey on my path to freedom I have created a list of things that make me vulnerable.
As I progress I promised myself that I will not allow my vulnerabilities to hold me back. They are mine and no one else's and I will make them work for me. These are the marks of my beauty!
My beauty should not be merited on the look of my outer skin alone, but also with the scares of life and triumph that I have within.