Do you get to the end of a long day or a long week and look at wine / pizza / cookies / brownies / cheese / crackers / etc and think, "Yep, I worked my ass off. I deserve this"?
But I'm working on this.
Because I also deserve to go up a flight of stairs while chatting with a coworker and not huff n puff.
I deserve the chance to carry a baby.
I deserve to shop at Macy's.
I deserve to learn to ride a horse without worrying I will hurt it.
I deserve to provide emotional support to my family and friends without being physically exhausted at the end of the day.
I deserve to buy sexy stuff at Victoria's Secret.
I deserve to breathe better, even with stupid ass-mar.
I deserve to be the person I see in my head.
And hopefully all of that outweighs deserving to have cookies.
(Like I said, I'm working on this...)