You ever get dressed, feel fucking fabulous…then hear an imaginary committee in your head asking, “What will “they” think?” Who appointed these people? And why are they in your bedroom? 😂💋 You’ve changed outfits. Deleted pictures. Swallowed opinions. Said “whatever you want” when you knew EXACTLY what you wanted. All to avoid giving somebody something to say. Honey, they were going to talk anyway. You could rescue a puppy and somebody would ask why your arms were out. 🙄 I’m 51 with six kids. I already have enough people asking me where things are. I’m not helping strangers locate a problem with my outfit. Wear the dress. Show the muscle. Take the compliment without listing everything you think is wrong with you. “Yes, thank you” is a complete response. Practice it. 💅 You’re allowed to Be WHO YOU ARE in every way! You’re allowed to want attention, adventure, a new career, a stronger body…or one flippin afternoon when nobody needs you to bring them a roll of toilet pap...