I finally watched the video for Katy Perry’s song “Fireworks”. If DD23 hadn’t been sitting next to me, I’d have been sobbing. Truly.
There are so many things lately that give support to people who aren’t “average”, from the Dove “You are beautiful” campaign to Brene Brown’s Gifts of Imperfection to the Brave Girls Club. It is such an important message, one that I never heard, growing up or any other time. I try to comprehend self-love and self-care, but I don’t get it. That’s why I love that Jimmy Dean breakfast commercial about the planets. The way Sun says, “You’re all awesome”, brings tears to my eyes.
I say the words to my daughters, I raised them to believe they are special just the way they are, but I didn’t offer them a role model. I walk around hoping I’m hiding the fact that I feel totally unworthy, ugly, imperfect and broken. I am afraid to let down my guard and feel the feelings, because I fear that I will never be able to regain control of myself and my feelings.
I cannot imagine what it would be like to be so self-assured and confident that it would seem that fireworks were shooting out of me