I have to admit, it took me an awfully long time to love the skin I’m in and find my voice.
For years I was worried about how I looked, what to wear, how to act. You get the idea.
I stopped caring about what I look like, how I dress, and what you think of me a few years ago.
I am beautiful and comfortable in my own skin and that’s what being a strong woman over 50 is all about.
And I fucking love every day of my life
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