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amy

Four years ago, I came home from a whirlwind, life-changing trip to India. I witnessed families living in trash huts. Little clean water. No bathrooms. Girls were being raped when bathing in local water sources or using the bathroom. But there were no bathrooms. I was there on behalf of @thecocacolaco, who was implementing change in these areas, especially for young girls and women. For the purest of human rights. I didn’t come home the same person. I will never be the same person. I will never look at my privilege the same, and I especially will not support the mistreatment of women in my own country, which is unnecessarily behind on female protection. I hope that I can be a tiny part of teaching what that means without judgement or blame, while I also teach myself how to be treated. #my40life
Self-Care

I Believe Women

Four years ago, I came home from a whirlwind, life-changing trip to India. I witnessed families living in trash…

Tell me I’m too weak. Tell me I’m too old. Tell me I’m too broken. Tell me I’m not pretty. Tell me I’m too sensitive. Tell me all of this and I will SHOW YOU how little you know.
Inspiration, Poetry

Tell Me.

Tell me I’m too weak. Tell me I’m too old. Tell me I’m too broken. Tell me I’m not…