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Love her, but leave her wild

Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL

Love her, but leave her wild.

I’ll never forget the conversation I had with my Big Sister (#sororitylife) after a horrific breakup. We were laying on my bed and she made the comment that I would be just fine without him. That she wasn’t even sure why I was in the relationship because I was such a free spirit. Not meant to be tamed or smothered by the fear of not being able to be myself. Because the relationship I was in didn’t allow me to be myself and it was extremely toxic.

And she was right. 110% right.

And it wasn’t until I met my husband that I realized I could have both. That he was someone who loved me but let me be me. He understood that I was super independent, sometimes not-so-affectionate, super opinionated, often emotional and maybe even a little crazy. But that’s exactly the type of person I needed to love me. And why I love him so much.

Love her, but leave her wild.
Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL
Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL
Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL
Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL
Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL
Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL
Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL
Love her, but leave her wild; boho photoshoot in Chicago, IL

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As I near 30, I’m finally comfortable with who I am. In fact, I embrace it. For so long I fought to please people and stepped on egg shells when it came to certain crowds or things. How did I learn to just be myself? I’m not sure it’s that I learned that. I think it’s just that I stopped caring so much. I worried about myself and my family and everything else would eventually fall into place.

There’s always going to be haters out there. There are going to be people who don’t support you. There are going to be people who are kind to your face and trash talk you behind your back. There are going to people you grow apart from.

But then there are going to be people who love you no matter what. That support you and build you up. And allow you to be the person you are. And the person you were meant to be.

And for me, it’s simply being me. Wild child and all.

“She was born to be free, let her run wild in her own way and you will never lose her.”

Love her, but leave her wild

 

Photo credit: Iron + Honey Photography 

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