I believe in laughing at myself. I believe in being honest about my (oh so many) mistakes and shortcomings. I believe in striving for something better, while celebrating the things that are already pretty darn great. I’m learning to be less hard on myself. I’m learning that I can redefine success and redirect my Type-A neuroses and drive.

Sometimes it feels like self-improvement means taking on the world. So where do I start when my goals are so huge and the resources so vast?

I don’t know where to start, so I’m starting small, because at least it’s starting. I’m putting one foot in front of the other. I’m allowing myself to fail, to laugh at myself, to learn from the mistakes and start over again. Wiser this time.

I need a way to push past the online cacophony of advice and resources. Beyond the aspirational photos into a place of raw, messy honesty. I need a place where I can give myself a brief moment of respite from the hugeness of it all. I’m willing to be honest as I stumble – sometimes stumbling forward and sometimes just scraping my knee – closer to a life I want and towards becoming a woman I respect.

 

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