journal

I'm a Princess with a mission. And I'm unique, not equally unique as others are, but in an all-about-me sort of way, where I'm absorbed with my own uniqueness and don't care about others' uniqueness. Almost like I'm better than others, except I'm only better in my own eyes.

I matter- what I have to do is IMPORTANT. That importance REALLY can't be denied by anyone else. If I have trouble accepting this right now as I re-read, then I've let my self-contour, my barriers, take a hit. I need a better defense next time, whether it be purposeful or unconscious defense; and that defense had better be indomitable. You repair the damage to those borderlands in nothing flat, woman. Don't let those people you love's guidance and heart pieces get forgotten.

Once I've taken the time to prepare for something, I feel prepared. ha duh... well... So I should make my morning or noon or anytime routine all about getting dressed up, looking pretty. I love looking good. But especially, then I will be ready and can tackle the hard stuff. I'm ready to attack when I'm PREPARED!