This is a personal blog. Here I post my art/writings/thoughts. And many other things. My creativity is a passion, a love for life, here it is.

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solar-citrus:

I’ve received a lot of letters from artists asking to check out their artwork and their blog, and I’ve noticed that a lot of them openly write unhealthy amounts of negative comments about their artwork, it was super depressing, honestly.  :(
Confidence plays a very very important role as an artist, it’s what helps us learn and grow without the constant feeling of doubt and jealousy!  You are a unique individual who must go down your own unique path, and as scary as it sounds, you can’t rely on others to hold your hand all the way through.  You are the only one who can get yourself to where you need to go, and beating up your artwork is not the way!  Trust yourself and your abilities to make a change, and you can do anything!!

Love your art, love yourself!

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lehrenna:

eatcleanmakechanges:

i-will-get-lean:

lordstilllovesme:

#transformationtuesday I understand that some of you may think I look better on the left. I completely understand that, but I would have to firmly disagree. Considering I weighed in at 98 lbs this morning, I felt it was time for a progress picture. The girl on the left would go on five mile runs and half hour elliptical sessions every day. The girl on the left would eat an apple, a cup of oatmeal, and buckets of coffee a day, thinking that that would be enough to sustain a healthy lifestyle. The girl on the left hid away in her bedroom looking up recipes on Pinterest that she knew she would never recreate. The girl on the left made her mom throw up from heartbreak when she stepped on the scale and showed her mom how low her weight had gotten. The girl on the left made her family miserable. The girl on the left threw a tantrum when her mom asked her to have a glass of milk. The girl on the left stuffed food into her socks when her parents were not looking. The girl on the left was dying. I never want to be the girl on the left again. Today, I am the girl on the right. The girl on the right laughs and smiles. The girl on the right goes out to the movies with her mom. The girl on the right participates in the dinner conversation. The girl on the right challenges herself everyday. The girl on the right gets to eat pints of ice cream. The girl on the right has a future. The girl on the right is going to fall in love and have kids one day. The girl on the right is who I choose to be. The girl on the right is who I choose to be every day for the rest of my life. I am not weight restored, but I think I look pretty damn good. I can HONESTLY say I like how my body looks in the second picture better than in the first. Just look at the facial difference. And am I fat? ABSOLUTELY NOT. I am getting healthy! I will never go back to the girl on the left.

I am in tears

Stop scrolling and read this


I got choked up reading this. Amazing.

lehrenna:

eatcleanmakechanges:

i-will-get-lean:

lordstilllovesme:

#transformationtuesday I understand that some of you may think I look better on the left. I completely understand that, but I would have to firmly disagree. Considering I weighed in at 98 lbs this morning, I felt it was time for a progress picture. The girl on the left would go on five mile runs and half hour elliptical sessions every day. The girl on the left would eat an apple, a cup of oatmeal, and buckets of coffee a day, thinking that that would be enough to sustain a healthy lifestyle. The girl on the left hid away in her bedroom looking up recipes on Pinterest that she knew she would never recreate. The girl on the left made her mom throw up from heartbreak when she stepped on the scale and showed her mom how low her weight had gotten. The girl on the left made her family miserable. The girl on the left threw a tantrum when her mom asked her to have a glass of milk. The girl on the left stuffed food into her socks when her parents were not looking. The girl on the left was dying. I never want to be the girl on the left again. Today, I am the girl on the right. The girl on the right laughs and smiles. The girl on the right goes out to the movies with her mom. The girl on the right participates in the dinner conversation. The girl on the right challenges herself everyday. The girl on the right gets to eat pints of ice cream. The girl on the right has a future. The girl on the right is going to fall in love and have kids one day. The girl on the right is who I choose to be. The girl on the right is who I choose to be every day for the rest of my life. I am not weight restored, but I think I look pretty damn good. I can HONESTLY say I like how my body looks in the second picture better than in the first. Just look at the facial difference. And am I fat? ABSOLUTELY NOT. I am getting healthy! I will never go back to the girl on the left.

I am in tears

Stop scrolling and read this
I got choked up reading this. Amazing.