I used to be very close friends with this one girl. I was always very nice to her. I was a true friend to her whenever she was going through something.
She did and said all types of things to make me feel bad about myself in return. Like she would talk about the size of my head, my weight, my thighs, etc. She even tried to physically harm me by trying to shove me off of a elevated balcony. It made me question my self worth. I realized that she was never my friend. She was a frenemy and a hater.
I reclaimed my self worth and cut her off like that one strand of hair that won’t stay down in writing The Rules of a Big Boss: A book of self-love. I washed her away with this soap. This post is dedicated to her and other haters that we all encounter along the way.
