When we arise up, we feel (and look) flattering terrible. we am not a morning person.
But that doesn’t stop me from throwing on something good and removing my crater of coffee. I’m not always super assured about how we pulled myself together — that is because small Audrey is such an impulse to me.
Sure, she competence hurl outta bed feeling like she should only bail on kindergarten, though she puts on her best smile, throws a crawl in her hair, and tells herself, “gosh darnit, we demeanour cute!”
Work it, girl! You’re cute, and beautiful, and smart, AND perfect!
I consider I’m going to start giving myself a morning pep speak like this. Maybe my whole viewpoint on a universe will change.
“I’m good enough, I’m intelligent enough, and doggone it, people like me!”