I Am.

I am a mother.

I am a daughter.

I am a sister.

I am a cousin.

I am an aunt.

I am a friend.

I am a strong ass woman.

I’ve begun challenging my “I am nots” with “I ams” and beginning to rebuild myself. It’s a taunting and terrifying task but it’s rebuilding my character and forcing me to unlearn every assumption I had placed on myself. When you think positively, you attract positivity. When you love yourself, you’re open to being loved properly. Self-love is not an easy concept to grasp for me so I am working my absolute butt off in attempt to figure it out.

I’m learning that my situation does not define me. Being a single mother to 5 doesn’t put a barricade up for the things that are supposed to enter my life. I believe in hard work and I understand that sometimes my situation doesn’t allow me to put my fullest potential into something, but those things aren’t meant for me. I create my future and I create my opportunities though my attitude, thoughts and ambition.

I AM ambitious and I AM a big dreamer. And I won’t apologize for it. I believe in a better life, and I believe the best is yet to come. I am worthy of pursuing something that sets my soul on fire. I am worthy. Phew, that was a big statement for me to type.

I am becoming the best version of myself and I love the woman who is staring back at me. This woman is finally learning her boundaries and is refusing to settle for anything less. She is comfortable with leaving the mundane behind and for once, looking forward to what lays ahead.

I am worthy.

I am capable.

I am useful.

I am smart.