This was a 2 for one posting day. After my first post, there were some trolls commenting about how I was fat, and how I should "try something with sleeves". To which I replied, "I know" and "I have plenty with sleeves that I wear when it's not 95 degrees outside" followed by a few gifs:
No worries though, the admins were contacted. But it made me post twice this day, because we can't let the bullies win.
No worries though, the admins were contacted. But it made me post twice this day, because we can't let the bullies win.
Happy 🐪 Day! Today, I might go grocery shopping. It's hot and humid out today, so I'm procrastinating because I'm a spoiled girl living in my central air conditioning world.
Today I'm reminded to present myself with confidence.
We can all benefit from the "super hero pose" (if you watch Grey's Anatomy, you know what I'm talking about, if you don't, I'm not sure we can be friends....just kidding, but it's a great show, you should watch it.) But we also show signs of confidence every day in how we pose and project ourselves.
In study* it says:
"... preparatory power posing can serve as a simple, free, nonverbal tool that has the potential to be adopted by and beneficial to almost anyone, including those who are chronically powerless due to lack of physical resources or hierarchical status."
For those of us who need it, get your power poses on!
OOTD: Red romper with red/yellow/white mixed colored flowers on it and metallic bronze tieks. And yes, I'm perfectly aware that this would go with mustards. I know I need them, they're on the list. 🤣🤣🤣
Romper from Torrid: https://www.torrid.com/product/red-floral-challis-jumpsuit/11772803.html#q=Romper&start=55
{Me, in front of my roses on my porch, wearing outfit described above in one of my many superhero poses.}
Bonus Pic!
This is tieks related. At the end. I promise.
BE KIND! Shout kindness from the rooftops! We've all got struggles. I could sit here and type out my entire life story and the trauma and abuse and the physical issues and it'd make you cry. I've made my therapists cry. I've had so many people be mean to me in my life. I've had so many people rip me apart. I've suffered physical, emotional and verbal abuse. And yet, I'm kind to my abusers to this day, even if they're still spewing vitriol about me.
It doesn't matter, because the energy and love you send out, you get back. I had to look up the admins of the group today because of haters. Guys, the haters are gonna hate. (and I can't say that without singing along to Taylor Swift. Shake it off, shake it off, woo hoo hoo! *dances*)
They can't handle a strong, confident, happy, fat person. They are insecure about themselves, and mad at me for having the confidence they lack. Bullies are bullies because they can't look inward. I have skin made out of titanium, and a soul made out of fairy dusts. I can handle it. I'd rather they throw it at me than at someone who is starting to bloom. Also? I know I'm fat. I'm so FAT that their scary comments bounce off of me. *giggles* It doesn't hurt me any, I promise. When you've been through what I've been through, bullies on the internet are like the molecules of a booger. *flick*
Whoever said that my RT's would go with this, you were RIGHT. I need to stretch them though, cuz they're way tight. BRING OUT THE RACK! Umm. I mean, the shoe stretcher. Yes. That.
Oh, also my roses are blooming like crazy tonight! Deadheading works! Maybe we should deadhead the trolls? hahaha. Enjoying a glass of wine at the end of the day on my porch. (Oh! if you're in the greater Cleveland area, check out Debonne Winery. You won't be sorry!)
{Pictures of my RT tieks on my feet, with a glass of razzleberry riesling wine inbetween them on my steps and a close up picture of my roses blooming beautifully.}
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