The amount of fks I gave about so many things that in truth, really didn't matter, blows my mind. I was holding myself back from being and doing "me" because I preferred to be liked, accepted and keep the peace. After a relationship breakup and countless dates that ended as quickly as they begun, I was left looking in the mirror at a version of myself I didn't really like and needed to make a choice to keep up with my facade, or start facing the truth. This is when the zero fks life came to life.

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