Category: decode yourself

Loss comes in all shapes: losing a friend, a job opportunity, a lover. Whatever it may be, losing something always feels like you’ve just tossed a wall. The faster you drive, the more the toss hurts. The more you love, the more loss hurts. So, how do we deal with the inevitable truth that we must keep starting over? Give me a pen, I’m rewriting another end.

Is there such a thing as pretty enough? Are you pretty enough or never enough? Is being beautiful as big a privilege as they say? Who decides what the standard of beauty is? Beauty is a knife and you’re holding it by the blade. What will you do with it?…

It is December 9th, which means it is officially my birthday. Every single year, this is my most anticipated day, and every single year, I am disappointed. In fact, disappointment is an understatement. I am dissatisfied. Crying is optional and recommended. At the end of the day; it’s my party, and I’ll cry if I want to.

Which persona will you be wearing like a mask today? Are you a clean girl – minimalistic, chic, and effortless- or a mob wife – rich, loves to wear fur, has a mafia husband – or, don’t tell me, old money -wears beige and drives a BMW-? The realm of aesthetics is your oyster. Pick whichever you like. But what about who you actually are?

Why is it that when daughters start to become their own person and separate from the image that their mothers had of them, fights seem to emerge? Do mothers always know best? Are daughters always wise? Most importantly; can you become your own person without hurting your mother?