Welcome to our Wild and Unabashed journey.
I’m your host, Amie, and it’s about to get real.
Your first directive, should you choose to accept it, is to write yourself a damn love letter.
Not a letter that’s in your head. Not a letter that says “Hey baby nice ass.” Not a letter that praises all of your sweetness and all of the ways you defer your own needs for someone else’s.
No, a real damn love letter.
Find your best pen. Get a fancy ass piece of paper. Light a candle – fuck, pour a glass of wine. Maybe take a bath with some bubbles. Luxuriate, baby, because you deserve it. Lather your body with oils. Not for anyone else, dammit, but for you. Put some thing on that you like. Write by soft candlelight if you want.
Then write your letter. Tell yourself all the ways that you love being YOU. Yes you. Yes, you who is faulted and in all of your magnificent ways you’ve fucked up. It’s okay. We’ve all done it. Time to pull it all in.
Be your own mother, for a change. Rock yourself gently. Remember that all the love you give is real, and all the hurt you gave came from a place of pain, not from a place of malintent.
Baby, you are loved. Remind yourself. Put it in a letter. Refer to that letter when you get all crotchety on yourself.
You deserve to be, just as you are.
Share your letter with me here and on social media. Use #bewildandunabashed. Check my instagram (@amie_rader) to see my love letter soon.