Reblogged from The Crunk Feminist Collective:
Time flies whether you are having fun or not. My childhood seemed to linger like thick molasses while my twenties flew by like short school days. Before I knew it I was post-30, highly educated, minimally motivated, hundreds of miles away from home but finally at home with myself. When I turned thirty I had all kinds of epiphanies. I woke up loving myself some myself, and intentionally purging negativity (thoughts, people, pain) out of my life.
Self Love is Beautiful in all it's forms!
