MIA ROD MAKEUP

Yeah, you could say I’m good at smokey eyes and making it look like I have perfect skin, and that’s why you read my blog or watched my youtube video. *NOT TO SOUND COCKY* but I’m confident in what I can do with makeup; I know I do a pretty good job with it. But I don’t do all of this to brag about being able to blend eyeshadow really well or for the attention, I do it because makeup makes me happy, it makes me feel beautiful, it gives me confidence, and I want to use what I’m good at to give others those same feelings. I want everyone to feel good about themselves, to look in the mirror and say “Damn, I look good,” and to post a ton of selfies with no regrets, but what I’ve learned over the years is that self love is so much more than loving how you look.

I’ll get to the point now, I swear.

As you can tell, I love talking about what I’m good at – who the hell likes talking about what they’re not good at? Well tonight I’m going to do just that.

I’m not good at accepting who I am sometimes. I’m not good at reminding myself that I am always good enough. I’m not good at being positive all the time. I’m not good at loving myself no matter what.

But I am inspired to change – to love myself, to accept whatever comes my way, and to never forget that I am good enough. And if I can help even just one person feel like they’re not alone, it’ll be the greatest thing I’ve ever accomplished.

For a long time now, I’ve done my best to ignore when I am hurting. It’s so easy to put up a front and make people believe that you’re happy or that your life is great; In fact, it’s so easy that soon enough you believe you’re actually happy, too. This is my worst habit by far, and until recently I didn’t realize that I was losing myself in this seemingly never ending cycle of putting on a show for everyone else while breaking down behind closed doors. I didn’t want to seem like I was looking for attention or being dramatic, but deep down all I wanted was for someone to notice, to worry about me, to see through my act and tell me it was going to be ok.

UNTIL I REALIZED THAT THE ONLY PERSON THAT CAN SAVE YOU, IS YOU.

F*CK BEING MISERABLE.

Trust me, laying in my bed and being miserable with a bag of chips and netflix has always been one of my greatest talents. But then I realized that that was getting me absolutely no where. Being miserable in my bed when I was alone on a Saturday night all of the sudden turned into me being miserable about everything. I let being miserable ruin everything for myself – relationships, friendships, school… and I didn’t even realize. I let my negative thoughts hurt me in ways that no person ever could – It was all me.

But now I know and I embrace that life is what YOU make out of it; it’s not luck and it’s sure as hell not anyone else’s fault. Only you can change you, and the moment I realized this was the moment that I stopped feeling sorry for  myself and started taking care of myself because no one was going to do it for me.

Happiness comes from within, so I’m going to try and see the best in myself, to think positive thoughts, to give my best effort to everything I do, and to never let anyone or anything get in the way of being the best person I can possibly be. I want to radiate love wherever I go, I want to accomplish great things, and I want to inspire others to believe in themselves.

You are capable of great things, I promise.

xx, Mia