My Public Journal

The conversation displayed, is the sole reasoning for my presence here. I felt courageous and shared a journal entry with one of my closest friends, and that was his response. Starting a website/blog was not an idea of my own, therefore I feel it is only right to dedicate my first post to the whole reason why I am here(Shout out to you Kobe, immensely grateful for you!). Below is that shared journal entry.

A person, personing.

I have the ability to see people whether it’s a stranger, my best friend, a homeless person, a wealthy celebrity/influencers. They’re all just people. Just like me.

Trying to get at the idea that everyone has potential regardless of their appearance or possessions. I’ll never be able to see me how others see me, good or bad. Just like how some of the most collectively agreed upon attractive people may not see themselves like the masses of others do.

People will always have insecurities, self-doubt, heck, I know I do. Regardless of whether or not people have millions telling them otherwise. People are just people; so why even yearn for validation from others? Don’t know if it’ll ever be enough to stop a person from being a person.. no, I DO know.

I’m declaring this: I only ever “need” validation from me. No one else. Not one person, not thousands, because I, me, agree.