seagreeneyes:

Fun fact about “fake it til you make it” as a strategy of living, okay:

For the past two years or so I’ve been doing it. Like, wearing clothes I like and agreeing with people telling me I’m pretty and taking loads of selfies and telling myself (and others, loudly) ‘damn I look good today!’

So this summer, my little brother noticed. He’s very sweet and cuddly, so he often tells me I’m beautiful/pretty/cute and a few weeks ago he said to me, “You always agree with me now, you didn’t before.”

Because it’s true, I always used to reply to him things like, ‘that’s not true’ or ‘you’re cuter’ or ‘shhhh noooo’ while now I’m usually like ‘damn right’ or ‘yes i’m super hot.’

So I explained to him the ‘fake it til you make it’ approach.

Now, my brother is really pretty handsome. Like, he could be a model. Like, he’s tall and has dimples, and a dashing smile and great hair and he wears glasses and he’s damn cute and I tell him so all the time, and he always replies like, ‘wtf no I’m ugly’ or ‘no you’re the hotter sibling’ or ‘it’s not true.’

Except, in the past few weeks, after I’ve explained this to him, I noticed he’s starting to answer me with ‘yeah I’m the cutest’ or saying, spontaneously, ‘well we’re the most attractive couple of siblings ever, huh?’ 

He doesn’t do it all the time, but he’s starting to.

Which I’m starting to realise might be an after effect of what I’ve been doing and showing him.

Bottom line: ‘fake it ‘til you make it’ works and makes you feel better about yourself, and self-love is amazing, and the thing is, it sets an example for the younger people around you, and the people that you love.

So help the world, tell yourself you’re fucking hot.

purplebuddhaproject:

“I’ve always felt like my calling was to inspire people. And not with famed, epic accomplishments, but with imperfection, struggles and humanity. I want people to read my stories and books and blogs, and look at my life and say, “She should have had nothing going for her. Meager means, questionable looks, no apparent safety nets and an absence of impressive letters after her name. But she followed her bliss anyway. If she can do it, I can do it. I’m not giving up.”

― Jennifer DeLucy