The difference between me and her is at least everything about me is real, no one wants a fake bitch. Ps I deserved better 🙄 tagging the only girl that will always be there for me #abigfuckyou#outside#imdoingbetterwithoutyou
There’s something beautiful about learning hobbies and skills as a grown woman.
Sure, I feel like I missed out on something (/everything) when I see someone half my age flying down the mountain on skis or casually warming up on my rock climbing projects or when my friends don’t have to learn how to _________ because they’ve just always done it. I often find myself wanting to trade in my experience for theirs, but then I think twice about it.
Had I learned to snowboard or climb or ____________ as a toddler, I wouldn’t have been able to process all of the thoughts and nuances and metaphors that go along with learning a foreign skill. I wouldn’t have been given the opportunity to think about how failing is so closely related to succeeding (because if you’re trying hard enough to fail, you’re likely to soon succeed). I wouldn’t be as cognizant or present or in absolute awe of what a little bit of perseverance and curiosity can bring someone.
Yes— I would’ve been better at running had I played soccer as a kid; I would’ve been better at CrossFit had I been a gymnast, like I’d always wanted to be; I would’ve been riding the backcountry years ago had I started snowboarding when I was little; I would’ve been a more experienced outsoorswoman had I gone to summer camp or been a Girl Scout: etc, etc. But I also wouldn’t have been experiencing any of what I’m experiencing now. And I also wouldn’t be me. So if I had to choose... I’d probably take my chances on this—my—experience over any other.
. . 📸: @lady_lurking
You deserve to be loved without having to hide the parts of yourself that you think are unlovable. >Vergiss nicht, Menschen lieben dich so wie du bist, mit deinen guten & schlechten Seiten. Fehler zu haben ist menschlich & nicht schlimm, denn sie machen dich aus.💫
Wie geht es euch heute?♡