When I was a little girl, my mom told me green was my color. I believed her—until others turned a simple green sweater into a weapon to be used against me. (Thread) #Booksky 📚 #healing #selflove #author #memoir
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(1) For years, I let others dictate not just what I wore, but how I felt about myself. I lost pieces of myself trying to make others comfortable. But the scars healed—and I’m not shrinking anymore.
(2) Reclaiming this color means taking back my confidence, embracing who I am, and refusing to let fear hold me hostage. The Weight of Silence is gone. It took me a long time to stop living from fear and start living from love—for myself.
(4)Here’s to wearing whatever the hell we want and reclaiming the parts of ourselves we once lost. On this day and every day, remember to show yourself love. In solidarity, drop a 💚 in the comments if you've ever felt like you had to hide parts of yourself or code switch to fit in, or to avoid pain.
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