I woke up this Sunday morning with a pit in my stomach.
Bleary eyed, groggy, and frankly, just disappointed in myself.
Not for anything you’re thinking right now. Come onnnn people, get your minds out of the gutter. 🙂 You already know I’m saving myself until marriage.
I think there’s a grave misconception about something:
I give a lot of lip service to those two, seemingly “okay-okay, enough already“-esq words.
We think…it’s something that you would tell a teenage girl, going through puberty with acne and a retainer.
Or, we think about someone looking in the mirror, unhappy with their appearance, pondering the Dove commercials. “Love yourself.” And, yes, those are two things that “loving yourself” encompasses. However, when I talk…
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