𝘛𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘯𝘦’𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦-𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨. 🌸
These photos were originally taken in 2018. I am not sure what convinced past-Naomi that a shed door made a good backdrop… 🙈 But I do know that she was happy.
I also know that afterwards she made herself very unhappy, by convincing herself that it was a waste of time. That her photos were ugly, vain, and unworthy.
It has taken years of perseverance to heal from the insecure space I was living in, and I am so freaking proud of myself. 💖
To anyone that is struggling with this too, I know how rough it is and I don’t want to contribute any more ‘toxic positivity’ to what is already floating around.
Because it is not as simple as “just post it”, “get over it”, and “think happy thoughts”. It takes a lot of hard yakka.
Accepting that I cannot be happy and positive every day, and that ‘failure’ is in fact a valid option called ✨ redirection ✨ was the best thing I could ever do.
It was also the hardest.
I hope sharing my experiences will help others to start that inner conversation, to start the healing process. 🦋
Behind our ‘profiles’ and shiny photos we are all real humans trying to navigate the intricacies of life.
You don’t need anyone’s permission to be you, to do you, and to share the thing that you made because you were happy.
You also don’t need anyone’s permission to acknowledge your bad days, take a break, save your photos and thoughts for another day when you’re feeling strong enough to share them.
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