Glow No More - A Highlighter Withdrawal


I think I've developed an allergy to a particular liquid highlighter, and I think that's the universe telling me to cool it with the glow obsession.

Which is a mega bummer, because highlighter is my jam. Not being able to apply that shimmery goodness on the highest point of my cheekbones makes my soul feel deflated.

For now, I just have to let my skin reset itself, take it easy, and then figure out what highlighter products are agreeable with my sensitive af skin. Sometimes I feel like I'm more sensitive than an organic avocado. In all aspects of my life-- my skin, my eyes, my feelings. I'm so easily upset.

The universe: "You need to chill with that highlighter stuff."

Me: "Nah, I'm good."

The universe: "Here's some extreme dryness, redness, and irritation for you to reconsider your cosmetic application."

Me: "WHY."

And now when I'm out in the world, I'll see a fellow sister with immaculate highlight, and I'll think to myself, "That could be me. BUT THE UNIVERSE IS PLAYING ME."

I don't feel quite like myself, but maybe that means I'm growing. Maybe I'm becoming a new version of myself. Maybe I won't be so dependent on highlighter to feel like I'm not dead inside. The universe wants me to glow from within. Be the light I want to see in the world. A city on a hill cannot be hidden. A light-reflecting, shimmering, iridescent cheekbone cannot be hidden either, but I guess that's beside the point.

From out of this darkness, there will emerge light. And oh boy, this light is gonna shine. As soon as my skin reaction subsides, just you wait. Those cities on those hills ain't got nothing on me.

-j

thank you, love you, xoxo ✨

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