Becoming that girl
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We've all seen that trend going all over TikTok about becoming that girl the girl that wakes up early does her daily affirmations and journal eats a healthy breakfast and does her workout. If you're new here my name is Arayah! I'm going to talk about tips on how to become that girl, so I just want to start off by saying that girl is not about becoming this perfect skinny healthy workout girl. That girl is becoming a better version of yourself, focusing on growth and just focusing on yourself. I try to share my healthy lifestyle on how it's made me better as a person, I just really wanted to share with you guys my tips on how I became a better version of myself. Mentally and physically, I wasn't happy with myself and I really wanted to change for the better and create this new routine, this new healthy lifestyle really really helped me become more who I am today, and I honestly can say I feel so much happier. I have so much energy, I love waking up early, literally the best... I just want to be straight with you guys straight from the beginning is that I don't want you guys to think that, that girl is perfect because no one's perfect! I'm not perfect, I'm far from perfect but I just really wanted to promote that becoming that girl can be anyone. Anyone can become that girl and it's all about just focusing on yourself and just focusing on your growth that's what I really want to start off with before I get into the steps so just remember that this kind of book thing is for that.
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