Self respect started when I stopped laughing at myself first
For years, I made jokes about myself before anyone else could. I tried to make my body easier to digest. Lighter. Less serious. Like if I laughed first, nobody could hurt me.
But deep down, I wasn’t respecting myself.
Self respect is not just confidence. It’s boundaries. It’s what you accept. It’s what you refuse.
Being searched taught me where my boundaries are
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People confuse curiosity with entitlement. They think a body online is a body they can take.
But I’ve learned this.
I can be sensual and still be sacred.
I can share and still protect myself.
I can be seen without being owned.
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I belong to myself first
That’s what my third breast taught me.
Not that I need to be stronger. But that I need to be loyal to myself.
And that loyalty is self respect.
