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what i learned about success from Cardi B.

January 6, 2019

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let me preface this by saying, the actual Cardi B did not tell or teach me anything about success IRL, I learned from her experience. Just so we are clear.

It’s crazy because I’m 8 months away from my 30th birthday, and I am struggling with my identity. Ya’ll would be like, “damn girl! Almost 30 and still don’t know who you are?”

In fact, I think this is precisely the issue.

I know exactly who I am and whenever I’m doing fraudulent shit, or taking action in a way that feels unnatural I become inconsistent, unproductive, and even more stagnant than before.

For instance.

I had a photo of mine go viral. Because of said viral photo I gained a ton of new followers. Okay, I gained over 5k followers within a few days. I think it went to straight to my fucking head.

I’m a writer, b. Nothing else. I have a professional camera but I’m not photographer. I’m not a photographer yet watching all the “Viral” photos in my “niche” encouraged me to believe that this who I needed to be to get where I want to go.

That’s the craziest part though. Back then–I don’t think I knew exactly where I wanted to go, in the back of my mind I kind of knew but I allowed myself to become overly distracted with shit that had nothing to do with my ultimate goal–writing–writer shit.

For example–I’m not a fashion blogger, but I spent money in places I had no business spending money like FashionNova in hopes that I could “go viral” again and attract more followers or readers or viewers. But, again, I’m a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl–how the fuck was I supposed to coordinate an outfit? I’m no Gabi Fresh but for whatever reason I convinced myself that THIS was what I Needed to do to get where i wanted to go.

I enjoy writing, that’s it. All i ever wanted to do was write–more specifically–all I ever wanted to do was create content.

But I cannot do no fraudulent shit.

You see the shit on my website? I don’t write like that.  That is forced writing and I don’t like it, it feels unnatural. I can’t do “technical” writing. Yet again, I convinced myself that if I was to become a serious blogger that I needed to write like Mattie James from MattieJames.com or Demetria Lucus from abelleinbrooklyn.com. That may have worked for them but it’s not natural for me. Truth is, I had more viewers when I was writing freely, expressing myself rather than silencing my real voice–the one that thinks deeply and openly accepts her flaws and flaunts them for those that can relate– for those people to relate.

I enjoy working out.

But I ain’t really doing anything revolutionary with my regimen. I eat okay on most days and walk around my local park couple times a week–that it. I don’t want to host a course, or create a class a how to lose weight class.

I enjoy weight loss. I enjoy inspiring women like myself who struggle with emotional eating to push beyond their limits and go for what they want but I can’t be Za from fbfitness.com or any of the others who are passionate about weight loss. Women like ZA have incredible products, I keep thinking that I have to come out with my own line of fitness attire to get to where I want to go but that’d be fraudulent, because I’m a fitness enthusiast but writing is my passion.

For the first quarter of 2018 I spent unnecessary time acquiring things, turning into someone I’ve never been in an mad dash to secure a seat at the 10k, 20k, 1m table. I wanted 2018 to be my Cardi B year but Cardi B got to where she is by being her unapologetic self–and I completely disregarded this part of the process.

The money I spent putting on 4 inch nails that I could barely wipe my ass with, buying tons of clothes that I have yet to wear, and lace fronts that collect dust in my closet but cost me a fortune I could have invested into my writing.

Fear lived at the root of all the shit I distracted myself with. I was afraid to do what I knew I needed to—or had to do to see the kind of success that I desire.

You can buy all the cute clothes on IG, you can buy the cute fixtures, you can buy a few nights out at a hotel to stage your photos like them but you cannot buy authenticity.

Aint no Cardi B year without authenticity.

There will always be an outline, something you can look up to or draw inspiration from but no two paths will ever be the same. What works for them, may not work for you. When it don’t feel right, it usually means it’s not right for you–don’t stick with it.

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Hi, I’m Opal
Hi, I’m Opal

Hi, I’m Opal

I'm a mom to three boys, a wife to my best-friend of 13 years. I've been writing my feelings since I was able to hold a pencil & force my daddy to buy me endless composition notebooks. I write, I vlog & create wellness, weight release, & content.

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“I feel best when I stick to, adhere, keep, commit to the goals I set for myself.” 🔑 

And that’s how I’ve been approaching it. 
I don’t remember exactly what date I started, might have been April 1st. After an beautiful holiday in Orlando..where I willfully gained even more weight back on top of the weight I already gained back over the last two tumultuous years. 

But I’m here, and it’s going. Slower than ever but I’m so focused on the process that if and when progress looks slow, I can keep my head high and keep going… I’ve lost some weight and that makes me proud but, I’m more proud of my commitment to the shit I said I was going to do, eat better 90% of the time & get moving however tht may be. 

Re-start babe, you got this. ❤️ 

#blackwomenworkouttoo #blackwomenlosingweight #blackwomenwhoblog
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“I feel best when I stick to, adhere, keep, commit to the goals I set for myself.” 🔑 And that’s how I’ve been approaching it. I don’t remember exactly what date I started, might have been April 1st. After an beautiful holiday in Orlando..where I willfully gained even more weight back on top of the weight I already gained back over the last two tumultuous years. But I’m here, and it’s going. Slower than ever but I’m so focused on the process that if and when progress looks slow, I can keep my head high and keep going… I’ve lost some weight and that makes me proud but, I’m more proud of my commitment to the shit I said I was going to do, eat better 90% of the time & get moving however tht may be. Re-start babe, you got this. ❤️ #blackwomenworkouttoo #blackwomenlosingweight #blackwomenwhoblog
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Happy Mother’s Day, 💐 I hope the ones in my life know that all it takes to make me happy on this day, is a little bit of silence, some sage & chilly glass of wine 😂. But if you must adorne with gifts, chocolates 🍫 and food, I will happily take it. 😆😆

Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who sacrifice themselves on a daily basis to show up for little saviors. 

And that sacrifice looks different for every mother. There is not one way to be a mom.  But if you’re giving the very best you can, even if that means taking a step back, for the sanity of you, and well being of them, you’ve still acted in maternal instinct. 💐 I see you mamas. 

When I first became a mom, I lost sense of myself. I had no idea that being a good mommy started with being good to mommy first, (ourselves). Overtime the overwhelm of minimizing my needs to maximize theirs took its toll on all of us and mommy became unrecognizable in more ways than one. 

But I’m living proof, it gets better with time. I popped mine out one after the other, and I’ve been blessed with 3 boys that teach me something different about myself every single day. 

Not only do they teach me something different they encourage me to be better to myself, so that I may be better to them. 

Happy Mothers Day to every single care giver out there, giving themselves for the benefit of someone else. 💐💕💐💐
Happy Mother’s Day, 💐 I hope the ones in my life know that all it takes to make me happy on this day, is a little bit of silence, some sage & chilly glass of wine 😂. But if you must adorne with gifts, chocolates 🍫 and food, I will happily take it. 😆😆 Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who sacrifice themselves on a daily basis to show up for little saviors. And that sacrifice looks different for every mother. There is not one way to be a mom. But if you’re giving the very best you can, even if that means taking a step back, for the sanity of you, and well being of them, you’ve still acted in maternal instinct. 💐 I see you mamas. When I first became a mom, I lost sense of myself. I had no idea that being a good mommy started with being good to mommy first, (ourselves). Overtime the overwhelm of minimizing my needs to maximize theirs took its toll on all of us and mommy became unrecognizable in more ways than one. But I’m living proof, it gets better with time. I popped mine out one after the other, and I’ve been blessed with 3 boys that teach me something different about myself every single day. Not only do they teach me something different they encourage me to be better to myself, so that I may be better to them. Happy Mothers Day to every single care giver out there, giving themselves for the benefit of someone else. 💐💕💐💐
Happy Mother’s Day, 💐 I hope the ones in my life know that all it takes to make me happy on this day, is a little bit of silence, some sage & chilly glass of wine 😂. But if you must adorne with gifts, chocolates 🍫 and food, I will happily take it. 😆😆

Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who sacrifice themselves on a daily basis to show up for little saviors. 

And that sacrifice looks different for every mother. There is not one way to be a mom.  But if you’re giving the very best you can, even if that means taking a step back, for the sanity of you, and well being of them, you’ve still acted in maternal instinct. 💐 I see you mamas. 

When I first became a mom, I lost sense of myself. I had no idea that being a good mommy started with being good to mommy first, (ourselves). Overtime the overwhelm of minimizing my needs to maximize theirs took its toll on all of us and mommy became unrecognizable in more ways than one. 

But I’m living proof, it gets better with time. I popped mine out one after the other, and I’ve been blessed with 3 boys that teach me something different about myself every single day. 

Not only do they teach me something different they encourage me to be better to myself, so that I may be better to them. 

Happy Mothers Day to every single care giver out there, giving themselves for the benefit of someone else. 💐💕💐💐
Happy Mother’s Day, 💐 I hope the ones in my life know that all it takes to make me happy on this day, is a little bit of silence, some sage & chilly glass of wine 😂. But if you must adorne with gifts, chocolates 🍫 and food, I will happily take it. 😆😆

Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who sacrifice themselves on a daily basis to show up for little saviors. 

And that sacrifice looks different for every mother. There is not one way to be a mom.  But if you’re giving the very best you can, even if that means taking a step back, for the sanity of you, and well being of them, you’ve still acted in maternal instinct. 💐 I see you mamas. 

When I first became a mom, I lost sense of myself. I had no idea that being a good mommy started with being good to mommy first, (ourselves). Overtime the overwhelm of minimizing my needs to maximize theirs took its toll on all of us and mommy became unrecognizable in more ways than one. 

But I’m living proof, it gets better with time. I popped mine out one after the other, and I’ve been blessed with 3 boys that teach me something different about myself every single day. 

Not only do they teach me something different they encourage me to be better to myself, so that I may be better to them. 

Happy Mothers Day to every single care giver out there, giving themselves for the benefit of someone else. 💐💕💐💐
Happy Mother’s Day, 💐 I hope the ones in my life know that all it takes to make me happy on this day, is a little bit of silence, some sage & chilly glass of wine 😂. But if you must adorne with gifts, chocolates 🍫 and food, I will happily take it. 😆😆

Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who sacrifice themselves on a daily basis to show up for little saviors. 

And that sacrifice looks different for every mother. There is not one way to be a mom.  But if you’re giving the very best you can, even if that means taking a step back, for the sanity of you, and well being of them, you’ve still acted in maternal instinct. 💐 I see you mamas. 

When I first became a mom, I lost sense of myself. I had no idea that being a good mommy started with being good to mommy first, (ourselves). Overtime the overwhelm of minimizing my needs to maximize theirs took its toll on all of us and mommy became unrecognizable in more ways than one. 

But I’m living proof, it gets better with time. I popped mine out one after the other, and I’ve been blessed with 3 boys that teach me something different about myself every single day. 

Not only do they teach me something different they encourage me to be better to myself, so that I may be better to them. 

Happy Mothers Day to every single care giver out there, giving themselves for the benefit of someone else. 💐💕💐💐
Happy Mother’s Day, 💐 I hope the ones in my life know that all it takes to make me happy on this day, is a little bit of silence, some sage & chilly glass of wine 😂. But if you must adorne with gifts, chocolates 🍫 and food, I will happily take it. 😆😆

Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who sacrifice themselves on a daily basis to show up for little saviors. 

And that sacrifice looks different for every mother. There is not one way to be a mom.  But if you’re giving the very best you can, even if that means taking a step back, for the sanity of you, and well being of them, you’ve still acted in maternal instinct. 💐 I see you mamas. 

When I first became a mom, I lost sense of myself. I had no idea that being a good mommy started with being good to mommy first, (ourselves). Overtime the overwhelm of minimizing my needs to maximize theirs took its toll on all of us and mommy became unrecognizable in more ways than one. 

But I’m living proof, it gets better with time. I popped mine out one after the other, and I’ve been blessed with 3 boys that teach me something different about myself every single day. 

Not only do they teach me something different they encourage me to be better to myself, so that I may be better to them. 

Happy Mothers Day to every single care giver out there, giving themselves for the benefit of someone else. 💐💕💐💐
Happy Mother’s Day, 💐 I hope the ones in my life know that all it takes to make me happy on this day, is a little bit of silence, some sage & chilly glass of wine 😂. But if you must adorne with gifts, chocolates 🍫 and food, I will happily take it. 😆😆

Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who sacrifice themselves on a daily basis to show up for little saviors. 

And that sacrifice looks different for every mother. There is not one way to be a mom.  But if you’re giving the very best you can, even if that means taking a step back, for the sanity of you, and well being of them, you’ve still acted in maternal instinct. 💐 I see you mamas. 

When I first became a mom, I lost sense of myself. I had no idea that being a good mommy started with being good to mommy first, (ourselves). Overtime the overwhelm of minimizing my needs to maximize theirs took its toll on all of us and mommy became unrecognizable in more ways than one. 

But I’m living proof, it gets better with time. I popped mine out one after the other, and I’ve been blessed with 3 boys that teach me something different about myself every single day. 

Not only do they teach me something different they encourage me to be better to myself, so that I may be better to them. 

Happy Mothers Day to every single care giver out there, giving themselves for the benefit of someone else. 💐💕💐💐
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Happy Mother’s Day, 💐 I hope the ones in my life know that all it takes to make me happy on this day, is a little bit of silence, some sage & chilly glass of wine 😂. But if you must adorne with gifts, chocolates 🍫 and food, I will happily take it. 😆😆 Happy Mothers Day to all the mothers who sacrifice themselves on a daily basis to show up for little saviors. And that sacrifice looks different for every mother. There is not one way to be a mom. But if you’re giving the very best you can, even if that means taking a step back, for the sanity of you, and well being of them, you’ve still acted in maternal instinct. 💐 I see you mamas. When I first became a mom, I lost sense of myself. I had no idea that being a good mommy started with being good to mommy first, (ourselves). Overtime the overwhelm of minimizing my needs to maximize theirs took its toll on all of us and mommy became unrecognizable in more ways than one. But I’m living proof, it gets better with time. I popped mine out one after the other, and I’ve been blessed with 3 boys that teach me something different about myself every single day. Not only do they teach me something different they encourage me to be better to myself, so that I may be better to them. Happy Mothers Day to every single care giver out there, giving themselves for the benefit of someone else. 💐💕💐💐
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I was looking at old pics of myself from a year or so ago. Of course, I am 25 pounds lighter in those pictures. And I think, “damn, I look good, & why did i hate how I looked back then?”

I guess, if I was 20 pounds heavier in the future, I’d look back at pics of myself today and wonder why I hated this current body. 

Hmm, what is the point? Of self hate? It’s probably never ever really as bad as we think. 

But when we’ve conditioned ourselves over decades to believe we cannot and will not ever be good enough, it doesn’t matter how fit we become, rich we become, established we think we are, self hate will find it’s way in.

Ion wanna look at myself at all stages of my life and be remorseful that I hated that part of me for so long because this new stage is worst than the last. Fuck that. 

I’m allowing myself to feel worthy, abundant, desired right now and ain’t Nothing else is required to feel this way. 🚨 

New #weightlossvlog is live, link in bio. 💓🌸
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I was looking at old pics of myself from a year or so ago. Of course, I am 25 pounds lighter in those pictures. And I think, “damn, I look good, & why did i hate how I looked back then?” I guess, if I was 20 pounds heavier in the future, I’d look back at pics of myself today and wonder why I hated this current body. Hmm, what is the point? Of self hate? It’s probably never ever really as bad as we think. But when we’ve conditioned ourselves over decades to believe we cannot and will not ever be good enough, it doesn’t matter how fit we become, rich we become, established we think we are, self hate will find it’s way in. Ion wanna look at myself at all stages of my life and be remorseful that I hated that part of me for so long because this new stage is worst than the last. Fuck that. I’m allowing myself to feel worthy, abundant, desired right now and ain’t Nothing else is required to feel this way. 🚨 New #weightlossvlog is live, link in bio. 💓🌸
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Make a plan. And stick to it. 
I’ve been off track for so long, truth is, I don’t even know where to start. 
I’ve started but can’t tell. 
I won’t keep waiting for perfect.
for this to stop or this other thing to start. 
It has to be now.

The longer I wait, the more I gain, and my track record in mind, tells my confidence levels, to hang it up. 
I refuse. 
Myself.
I refuse myself because it’s me that keeps me stuck. It’s me that keeps me going backward..when the plan ahead is as clear as day. 

Best laid plans.. I wrote mine out today. 
I typed it up today. 
My plan, my goals.. my grocery list & everything I decided needs changing.

And even with all of that. 
There is still always the slightest possibility, this is still not enough. 
But, as long as the other side of that coin exists, and there is the faintest hope of 
this time might be the time,
I start again. 🌸🧚🏾‍♀️

#weightlossjourney2022 #weightlossjourney #loseweightforgood #bodyneutral
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Make a plan. And stick to it. I’ve been off track for so long, truth is, I don’t even know where to start. I’ve started but can’t tell. I won’t keep waiting for perfect. for this to stop or this other thing to start. It has to be now. The longer I wait, the more I gain, and my track record in mind, tells my confidence levels, to hang it up. I refuse. Myself. I refuse myself because it’s me that keeps me stuck. It’s me that keeps me going backward..when the plan ahead is as clear as day. Best laid plans.. I wrote mine out today. I typed it up today. My plan, my goals.. my grocery list & everything I decided needs changing. And even with all of that. There is still always the slightest possibility, this is still not enough. But, as long as the other side of that coin exists, and there is the faintest hope of this time might be the time, I start again. 🌸🧚🏾‍♀️ #weightlossjourney2022 #weightlossjourney #loseweightforgood #bodyneutral
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