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Letter to self


"You're sexy AF"
The typical message many men will send you as a woman.

Is it even a genuine complement or it is something they say to get into your pants.
We're so obsessed with getting validated on social media.

You post a picture and guys go like " wow, you're so beautiful. Can I have your number." Imagine how many women men are sending that same message to.

We are so consumed with keeping up appearance on social media that we take everything that people tell us to heart.

We easily forget how fake people are. We are quick to assume just because they praise us on social media their opinions matter and we let them so much into our lives without even realizing it.

After going through stuff, sharing your life with virtual strangers, in the end the only people who really matter are the ones who are honest with you and connect with you everyday.

It's so easy to forget who are and what matters when social media is screaming " post your "goal pics." Smile for the camera, be picture perfect, filter the crap out of your pics so you're constantly airbrushed and "on fleek."

Humans are just humans. We are shallow and easily swayed by trends and faking perfection.

The real challenge is being yourself, staying true to who and what really matters and posting only enough for them to see.
Most of the times they really just want something to gossip about or save for their sperm bank.

At the end of the day the real you is what's off the computer and phone screen.
Work more on making the real you goals and not just the social media facade of you.
Lettrr

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