I shuddered. “What would it take to lose you?”
“To be disappointed again?”
— “To abasemently change.” I replied.
𝘈 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘐 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘦 & 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴.
Learned a new word today as I was searching for an adjective to describe the emotion of abandoning yourself to change for another or some thing for this blog.
𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗: 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝟷. 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔, 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗.
My biggest fears used to be failure & getting fat.
Now, at 40, my biggest fear👉abandoning myself.
I did when I was younger (along with struggling with obesity, bulimia, & Crohn’s disease) resulting in decades of pain (physically & mentally).
Funny🤔 I wouldn’t change a thing because that mess, my storybook, has made the woman writing these words for you.
Words in hopes of by sharing my story & things I’ve learned that you can live your best life, one that nourishes your body, mind & soul.
Here’s your permission🎟️👉do things your way.
When you’re being yourself & living authentically, sink into how fucking good that feels while you sit back & watch everything fall into alignment🙏✨ 👐🧿🪬
Life is like beautifully constructed architecture. If designed well, it works! It stands with regal command.🫡🇺🇸🏁
🚫It’s not vanilla.
It’s like exquisite, intimate, passionate sex that’s better with the lights on🔥
(𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩? 🙈🙉🙊𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥. 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐’𝘮 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵😉)
Make space for that shit.
Oxox Coach K
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