Author: Jenny Lynn

So you’re told by some fellow co-workers that you are “throwing your vagina” around to climb up the corporate ladder… But this isn’t just some guys joking around an office water cooler. This is a girl who you thought was someone you could trust as an equal, and on top of that says it in an area where customers and the like can hear.

What is your first response?

My guess is you have about twenty thoughts flip through your head that go from Lindsay Lohans total breakdown, to her mean girl’s moment where she’s going all crazy and beating the snot out of people. 

During that thought process I’m sure somewhere in there, you hear a little voice pop up that says “who the hell is she to judge?”. I want you to grasp that and mull over it for a minute, because really who is she to judge you? Don’t you judge yourself enough for a million people? What gives her or anyone else the right to judge you? They don’t!! But for some reason people feel the need to throw their opinions around and insult people to make themselves feel better.

What amount of value should we put in someone else’s opinion of us? None…. Why should you care what someone else thinks of you? You like the way you are right?  You’re a badass hardworking woman who deserves credit for time due and served. You may be loud, vulgar and vivacious. You may be quiet, kind, and sweet. You could be a million things but as long as you embrace who you are, the weight of their words don’t mean a thing in the end.

If you value what someone’s opinion of you, it also means that you feel you have to change for them as well. I’m not saying that some changes aren’t for the better, everyone could use a little constructive criticism once in a while. But here’s the thing: the people who love you and matter will help to build you up, not tear you down. They will offer small amounts of guidance wrapped in warmth and comfort. Not hostility thrown at you on a silver platter full of horse shit.

So keep doing what you do girl. Keep working hard, loving yourself, and throwing that fucking vagina all over the place because YOU my friend are a rock star.  

When did it become taboo to say no to people?

Why is it alright to be used up till there is nothing left of yourself to give? To be so utterly done with everything that the only thing feel you can do is to curl up in a ball and hide from the world.

There’s a saying for people who say no. The term is “selfish” and it’s honestly a fantastic thing once you learn to embrace it. It doesn’t have to mean what we generalize it as, you’re not withholding the cookie jar and eating it all to yourself (although that sounds mighty tempting because really, who doesn’t love a good cookie).

Its perfectly acceptable to focus on your needs and rebuild yourself. To do thing’s for you and only you so that you can make yourself whole again. To refill your empty cup that has been drained so dry your parched. All you are truly doing is validating your own self worth and what’s better than that?  

You work or study hard why shouldn’t you take that day off you so desperately need, and do nothing. Literally nothing!! Sit there like a stuffed baked potato watch Netflix and eat your cookies.

The day you start living for you and what makes you happy is the day life really begins. The term life is short is true, and it’ll flash by you faster than you realize… until it’s to late. 

Be selfish!

You started grooming me from the first time we met.

Spoiling me, treating me like a princess and putting me on a pedestal. 

I felt excited, loved, wanted for the first time in my life.

Until you put a mortar under me and let it explode.

You cheated. You lied. You drank and got violent. You called me unspeakable words.

You controlled me, manipulated me. Hurt me.

I shut down, scared and feeling alone.

The illusion I had crumbled into a million pieces.

But you made a mistake, you underestimated me.

I realized I could fight back by walking away. I could be free of the tyranny by surrounding myself with people who truly love me.

Through all you words, fists, and atom bombs out of that rubble and ashes flew a phoenix.

I am everything, and I am the greatest winner of all because I learned to love myself again.

That I am worth more than anything else in this world.