I couldn't sleep last night. So what did I do? I turned on the TV.
I channel-flipped until I realized something.
For skin products.
I'm sick of it. I'm sick of it all.
I'm sick of turning on the TV and being bombarded with messages telling me that I'm not good enough.
I have too much acne. I'm too fat. My hair is too frizzy. I don't wear the right clothes. I'm not good enough.
And I believe it. Every time. Every time, I buy into the lies they're feeding me. Lies the devil wants me to believe. Lies that say God's love isn't enough, that say He didn't make me beautiful.
And I'm so damn sick of it.
Because I need to believe I'm beautiful just the way I am.
I need to believe that God's love is enough for me, that I don't need anyone else's approval.
I need to believe that I don't need to wear the right clothes, have the right hair, be skinny enough.
I'm done. I'm so done with television. It's nothing but lies and manipulation and commercialism, and I'm done.