Positivity
This is an ongoing series in which I will be writing positive things about myself. I have struggled with who I am my whole life. Particularly in the years since my assault, I’ve gone from struggling with who I am to absolutely hating myself. According to various friends, I’ve been very good at hiding that fact from them – but one person from whom I cannot hide is my husband. And he has respectfully requested that I no longer constantly put myself down, but instead try to view myself as he sees me. That request (along with Sarah’s awesome post, “In which I admit to being spectacular“) has opened my eyes to how damaging my self-hatred is not only to me, but to everyone closest to me. Not only do I want to try to see myself how my husband and friends see me, but eventually I want to see myself how God sees me (and not how fundamentalists insist that He sees me).
So. I will be writing about things I am beginning to notice about myself that I’ve either never noticed before, or have hated before. If that offends or annoys you…well, this is my blog and my cheap therapy, and there are literally tens of thousands of other blogs you can choose to read.
A little tmi, but who the hell cares.
February 2, 2012
In which I discover for the first time in my life that I am beautiful.
I will scare you with my love.
October 21, 2011
I finally come clean with the rather unsettling enormousness of my love for you, my friends.
Embracing my spiritual gifts…maybe.
September 18, 2011
I ponder the seemingly contradictory spiritual gifts God has given me: exhortation and prophecy. Or “extreme truth-telling” if you rather.
I am an amazing artist.
August 11, 2011
In which I boast about my artistic prowess (after succumbing to momentary doubting) and I even exhibit my abilities for you.
I have an awesome voice.
August 1, 2011
A post in which I realize my history in music and embrace my voice.
I have awesome hair.
July 28, 2011
In which I finally embrace this head of curls and call it good.

I *love* this idea, my dear! Good on you!
look up the lyrics to Imagine Me by Kirk Franklin :)
This is real freedom.
I LOVE IT!!! It’s being conceited when you put yourself up high, is being confident! You go girl!
Oooopss I meant to say NOT being conceited..LOL!! You know what i meant! :)