Yes, I know. I posted about 5 seconds ago, but I felt like that post needed a little bit of a continuation.
This blog is called: fudge perfection. As in F**k perfection. I try to relate everything back to the main purpose: get girls to know and understand their beauty, their awesomeness.
A family is supposed to be the people who you can count on. The people who can't just ditch you when life gets tough; but sometimes they aren't. Sometimes the just don't get it. They are who they are, you can't change that. But you can change who you surround yourself with. Who you go to when you need advice. Who you zone out of your head because all they do is ruin your day.
You're perfectly imperfect. And if you don't think that your «support system» believes in that statement 100%, fudge em. Do what you do. Love who/what you love. Family is supposed to be your rock; and I don't care what people say, if you stick to your health and your heart, you CAN chose your family.
Just to seal the deal with some dr Seuss;
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.”