It’s a new year, a new day, and a new 30-day yoga challenge by Yoga With Adriene is here. I’ve tried to complete Adriene’s challenges several times over the years but last year was my first time actually succeeding. Blogging about it each day REALY helped me hold myself accountable, so we’re doing that again. Welcome to the new challenge, y’all! (I’m amped.) Oh, I got a little crafty and created several graphics to accompany the posts — juu liiike it? The illustration is based off of lerarelart’s on 123rf.com.
I used to take a bunch of pictures back in the day. I would just go around snapping pictures of random people, my family, and I’d even have these impromptu self-portrait moments. What happened to her? The girl that loved to be seen and was always on the scene ready to capture a moment. I miss her. I don’t know what prompted this sudden self-reflection but I suspect that it has something to do with a video that I watched an hour ago. In it, a YouTuber whom I haven’t watched in a while, said she was MIA because she was busy mourning the person that she used to be. Yea, I think that struck a nerve in me.
I don’t feel like I’m mourning but I do feel… something. Last year, I wrote this feeling off as “pandemic woes.” Today, I think it has a lot to do with self-confidence and ya girl is a-lacking. I’m super confident in my career but, personally, I feel like a blob. I know that I am beautiful and my face is elite. 💁🏾♀️ What I’m saying is, I don’t feel good or feel like my body looks good. My eating habits have go down the drain and all through the sewer (hello, 2018). And, I don’t mean to be THAT girl (woman), but I be out here feeling like I look like a can of busted open biscuits. ION wanna feel like that.
I’m going to work on ridding myself of this silly feeling, this year. I don’t know to what extent I’m going to document that journey here but I do know that I am going to push myself to feel better. I also want to take more photos in 2022. Here’s the first!