Sis, I’m Not Ignoring You — I’m in My Self-Love Era (And I Look Good Doing It)

There was a time when I would jump up at every “wyd” text, fix everybody’s problems, and still have edges fighting for their lives.Not anymore, boo. Welcome to my Self-Love Glow Up, where my peace is priority #1, my skin is moisturized, and my standards are higher than my wig after a fresh install.

Signs I’m Deep in My Glow-Up:

• My block list looks like the guest list for the BET Awards — full and fabulous.

• If you ghost me? Congratulations, you just earned yourself a one-way ticket to "Who?"

• Random affirmations hit harder than a plate of my grandma’s mac and cheese.

• I’m spending money on things that actually make me happy — like therapy and Fenty lip gloss.

• My only response to drama is: “Not my ministry, baby.”

  
  

New Rules:

• If it doesn’t bring peace, prosperity, or Popeyes, I don’t entertain it.

• If you can't match my energy, at least match my nail appointments.

• I celebrate small wins like it’s a national holiday.

  (Yes, I will be posting a photo shoot because I remembered to drink water two days in a row.)

  
  

Moral of the Story: Loving myself isn’t just a trend — it’s a whole lifestyle, complete with soft music, delicious food, booked trips, and random selfies because I genuinely think I’m fine. And you should too. We outside, but only for the vibes God approved.