Scared Beauty.
scared beauty with a dash of imperfections.
Cassandra Lynne
I am not perfect. I am a strong, scared, beautiful independent women.
Everyday I tell myself; I am strong. I am kind. I am beautiful. I am independent.
22 years I've lived, half of which, was pure hell. Half of which was why I am a scared human-being.
Scars have a way of defining who we are, without actually leaving a physical mark.
The mental scars left me so raw, so damaged, I sought self-soothing, self-destructive path of drugs.
Weed, alcohol, heroin. The three drugs that controlled me. Numbed me. Made me a different Cassandra, that I don't want to see ever again, ever.
Freshly sober {3 months clean} & finally falling in love with myself. Finally happy with myself.
Because (well for me anyways) I need to be in love with myself before
I can love a man or women in a romantic way. I find myself attracted to the mind of my significant other. God, do I love listening to the voice of the man or women (I've come to realize).
Who knew I could write about myself & not cry over what I've written.
I feel stronger than my past. and I'm ready to fight.
Cassandra Lynne
I am not perfect. I am a strong, scared, beautiful independent women.
Everyday I tell myself; I am strong. I am kind. I am beautiful. I am independent.
22 years I've lived, half of which, was pure hell. Half of which was why I am a scared human-being.
Scars have a way of defining who we are, without actually leaving a physical mark.
The mental scars left me so raw, so damaged, I sought self-soothing, self-destructive path of drugs.
Weed, alcohol, heroin. The three drugs that controlled me. Numbed me. Made me a different Cassandra, that I don't want to see ever again, ever.
Freshly sober {3 months clean} & finally falling in love with myself. Finally happy with myself.
Because (well for me anyways) I need to be in love with myself before
I can love a man or women in a romantic way. I find myself attracted to the mind of my significant other. God, do I love listening to the voice of the man or women (I've come to realize).
Who knew I could write about myself & not cry over what I've written.
I feel stronger than my past. and I'm ready to fight.