Friday night, a tragedy occurred. Someone broke into my boyfriends car and stole ALL of my makeup. Three years of building, gone in a flash. Broken car window, broken dreams. I cried all night and I'm still crying. It hit me in the heart and it's still hurting because this is my career we're talking about. Makeup is my lively hood. It's what I do for fun, for fashion, for work. The fact that someone would take that away from me without worry and without care does something to me internally that I can't explain. But, thanks to friends and others who've enjoyed my work, I get to start over from the bottom up! I'm hopeful, hurt but hopeful.
This is just a speed bump! Something you feel them, like now. And sometimes, the bumps are so minute that you hardly pay them any attention, but I've learned that it's the hard ones, the ones that break you, that build you up.
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