My birthday recently past and I am the living definition of self-love. I recently turned 20 this week. Initially, I didn’t want to be reminded by my age. I hadn’t achieved my major milestone of having a boyfriend. Gross right? As I re-read The Awakening, I still search for my Robert. But in 2019, it seems impossible to find a college guy with manners. Regardless, the fear of my single status comes and goes. It sure went south as I actually looked forward to my birthday this year. And… I enjoyed it.
“Thank You, Next”
I heard the Ariana Grande song “Thank You, Next” playing in Forever 21. After listening to the lyrics preach self-love and acceptance, I thought about its perfect timing. I don’t think there has ever been an age where I have loved myself this much. Today, I had a meeting with my college advisor today and she re-read academic goals that I had said to her when I was a freshman. Not only were those goals fulfilled, but I found myself with so much more courage to go for my “impossible dreams” of being a black writer for television. I officially want to go to Cali next year to study television, and I know I would never have that type of courageous mentality to do so as a freshman.
Self Love
I find myself evolving every day and just appreciating myself. Wherever my career takes me, I feel damn great knowing that I tried my hardest. With a potential opportunity knocking on my door, I am hoping everything comes together. Time will tell and moments will happen. Nevertheless, I am still grateful for what I have and how I managed to make little freshman me proud. As for my present self, I just can’t wait to be me for the future.