god

affirmations rampage of the day i wake up on a thursday and my body is the first place the day goes right, i stretch without that old inventory of flaws starting in my head, and i get up feeling rested in my skin. i wash my face, pull my hair back, and catch my own eye in the mirror with a warmth that does not need a good angle to survive. i choose the outfit that fits the woman i am today, the colour i love, the shape that moves when i walk, and i wear it like i meant it. my posture settles on its own, shoulders down, chin level, steps unhurried, because comfort reads louder than effort ever did. i eat when i am hungry and stop when i am satisfied, i trust the signals instead of arguing with them, and i speak about my body in the present tense, with respect. photographs do not rattle me, rooms do not shrink me, compliments land and stay where they were placed. i move through thursday at home in myself, taking up my space easily, glowing in that quiet way that comes from actually liking where i live.

if you believe that assumptions shape your experience, why are you so comfortable assuming that another person’s current position has permanently settled your future? why is their rejection allowed to become an unquestionable fact about what you can experience, while your desired assumption must constantly defend its right to exist? you cannot spend all day declaring that you have the only and final say, then immediately surrender that conviction because your sp said something you didn’t want to hear. if you’re going to adopt a philosophy centered on the authority of assumption, at least be willing to examine the exceptions you’ve quietly built into it. your circumstances can tell you what is happening right now. they do not give you a complete account of everything that could ever happen. stop confusing someone’s current decision with an eternal prediction, and stop calling your own assumptions powerless every time another human being is involved.