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Mixlr freak flag skin#

I am loud and outgoing, I am loyal, hardworking, brash, awkward, giving, loving, fun, and in your face without forcing myself to be. I am beautiful, in the way I MEED to be which isn’t always the way others think beautiful should be. I am successful (in school, my marrriage, my filter, and life in general), I am ambitious, I procrastinate, but work best and hardest under pressure. Well, 2 years later, I am still all of those, but I am also me. Without those descriptors, who would I be? But the scariest part was trying to find out for myself who I WAS. Those labels no longer defined who I was. I came to the ah ha moment and discovered that being a wife, mother, daughter, sister, and friend were just small facets of who I am. I am proud to say that after turning 29, and making the decision to go to college (yes, I do everything backwards) I finally felt comfortable enough to discover myself. I think most women (Can’t speak for the penis population, as mine is only proverbial) have a tendency to worry too much of how others perceive them, both physically and in personality and behavior.

Mixlr freak flag skin#

This is one of my FLAVOR-FAVORITE blog posts, EVER! It’s quite refreshing to know that others have decided to shed their facade and make themselves happy and become comfortable in their own skin without worrying about what others think of them, but do it in a not-so-obnixious way. Have you unfurled your Freak Flag yet? How?Īnd if you have NOT-what’s holding you back?įiled Under: MizFit Muzings, Personal Development Tagged With: embracing the quirks within, freak flag

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No FTC disclaimer-just a sharing of our QUIRKY love and a way the Child and I have chosen to physically wave our INTERNAL freak flagnessment. Some might call it an attempt to drag you into our quirky misfit family but I would call them liars, errr, wrong! **leaps off her soapbox taking her pointy packpack with her**Īs a thank you for indulging my FREAK FLAG musings ( am I alone in finding this all fascinating? am I alone in LOVING Shrek the Musical?!) I have a treat for you. Why do I even bring this FREAKY-concept up on a healthy living blog?īecause flying your freak flag allows you to fulfill your life’s purpose and relax into who you are meant to be.īecause it’s amazing, when we do the work to discover who we are really are and are fully honest with ourselves, all things (including health fitness and weight loss) finally click into place.

A reminder NOT to judge other people-but also NOT to judge yourself harshly either.

And waving that authenticity for all to see. It’s living authentically, without hesitation or fear and letting others see who you are and what you are about. It is KNOWING you are enough precisely as you are. It’s that sense of feeling wholly comfortable in your own skin which emanates from within. It’s being Unapologetically Yourself whether that be a tech geek or a member of the marching band.

Feeling good about and completely at peace with who you are.

So what in the heck is this Freak Flag of which I yammer? Unfurling and flying that Freak Flag HIGH has absolutely, entirely nothing to do with angst or rebellion. Your Freak Flag is not connected to your exterior. She & I became closeclose friends & I quickly learned her Freak Flag made mine look like the tiny flags suck in club sandwiches. I assumed she’d be boring, mundane & we’d have nothing in common. Once upon a time I met a woman who appeared, to my judgmental eye, exactly as I imagined Stepford Wives to look.

Your Freak Flag is NOT necessarily how you look.

Many people, even though Im the ripe old age of 42, still assume my TATTOOS are this. Perhaps only in our youth–but those action or actionS intended to shock, horrify and annoy.

It is not “in your face” merely for the sake of being IN!YOUR!FACE! Ahh we have all done this.

The longer I ruminated the more it dawned upon me the concept of FREAK FLAG may best be defined by what it is not: If you’ve never heard the song I do recommend watching.Īs we exited the theater, both of us singing about our FREAK FLAGS, I stopped to ponder what on earth a FREAK FLAG really is. The Tornado & I share the same favorite song.Īnd, the first time we saw the musical, she leaped to her feet & sang & danced & shrieked with wild abandon.Īnd it freaked me out a bit ( upcoming pun not really intended)Īpparently I truly am a misfit guttermind as the song initially made me think FREAKY as in kinky as in, well, you know where my mind went. It’s a show all three of us adored which isnt always the case.