When my ex and I split six years ago, I wallowed in a sea of self-pity. Oh girl, it was pitiful. Not because I was grieving the breakup (trust me, he needed to GO), but because of the sheer amount of disrespect that had been hurled my way. Can I get an Amen from the back?

Now, let’s stir in a little extra drama: I had been running my small business for twelve years. It paid for my daughter’s college and her wedding (proud mama moment!), but it sure wasn’t going to cover my mortgage, bills, groceries, gas, dog food, Target runs, and—oh yeah—health insurance. Spoiler alert: I was about to be without.

My kids were grown and gone, leaving me in this massive 4,000-square-foot house sitting on five and a half acres. And listen, I’m not afraid of hard work, but LAWD—it was a lot for one person.

So there I was, a couple weeks deep into my “woe is me, what the hell am I gonna do with my life” era, sitting in my great room staring at the walls while Alexa randomly played music. Then it happened. She played a song just for me. (Don’t tell me Alexa isn’t eavesdropping.)

The opening beat hit, and suddenly Lizzo’s “Good As Hell” poured out of the speakers. I had never heard it before, but honey, my ears perked up like a dog at dinnertime.

“Hair toss, check my nails / Baby how you feelin’? (Feelin’ good as hell)”

And you know what? That’s EXACTLY what I did. I tossed my hair, checked my nails, and danced my fine ass around that great room. This song became my ANTHEM. I played it in the car, in the house, at the gym—on repeat—until I started to believe it.

Here’s the truth: when you tell yourself something over and over again, you start to believe it. That can go either way—positive or negative. And Lord knows there’s enough negativity out there already, whispering (or screaming) that we’re not good enough.

So here’s what I want you to do: shut out those voices—yes, even your own—and BELIEVE IN YOURSELF. You are more. You are enough. You are, in fact, good as hell.

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✨ Pep Talk Takeaway ✨

💅 Toss your hair.
💅 Check your nails.
💅 Remind yourself daily: I am enough.
💅 Turn up the music and dance it out.
💅 Walk your fine ass out the door if something (or someone) disrespects you.

Because babe, you’re not just surviving—you’re good as hell.