#funfriday The rebel in our family!😍🖤❤️💜She decided to go outside on her own, and now she's got a monitor on her ankle. The first in our family to be put on house arrest!😃🙌🏼 Oh Grandma!
For mani/pedi day she wanted purple nails to match her wild hair!😜💜💅🏼 Making 'house arrest' more fun! #ilovemygrandma#housearrest#shesarebel#wildone
Wow. Does it have to be my current house? I don’t think my current digs will cut it for long term house arrest. But let’s say it’s a luxurious abode with heaps of bedrooms for my friends to stay, games room, beach views, etc. and fresh renos every 10 years. I don’t think that’s asking too much. Oh, and are these 60 years going to be healthy? I wouldn’t want any significant ailments until the moment I just die suddenly in my sleep. Again, my requirements are modest. Chilling at home with all my devices is pretty much my favourite thing to do (other than eating) and with no restrictions on who can come and go I think the decision to embrace house arrest is pretty straightforward for me. BUT I can certainly understand the appeal of taking the money and going hammer on the travel for 10 years. It’s tough. WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
I can do any and everything🤷🏽♂️💯 a real superstar 🌟 from the fields to the booth to the chair Mr. I got what you need fr 💯🖤 lil bro couldn’t go to the shop so I brought it to him ✊🏽 #housearrest#freetheguys
Throw back to when my life was a mess and I had to wear this expensive piece of jewelry. I had lost my drive, my motivation, and had little hope for my future. House arrest actually changed my life; in a way that any length of jail time couldn’t. If I hadn’t been put on house arrest and forced to move from Kingston, I probably would have continued to ruin my life And I’m scared to think who I would have became if I stayed there. House arrest was depressing times, lonely times, but it made me stronger as a person. I was finally able to take a step back from the hectic life I was living, and see who my real friends are. I had plenty of time to think and reevaluate what I want for my self in life. And the type of people I want to surround my self with. I’ve made so many positive changes . It took a long time, and a lot of hard work but I’m finally on the right track . It’s crazy to look back and see how far I’ve come. I had dug my self such a deep hole, I thought I’d never be able to dig my self out. I thought I’d never see the light of day again. I had really given up on my self. I lost respect for my self and I didn’t care who I surrounded my self with. I didn’t care what I did. I was ruthless. I lived with no boundaries. I constantly had to be on the go. Living the fast life. I didn’t know how to be alone. I didn’t know how to take a break. I didn’t know when to say no. I had no limits. I thought that I needed lots of friends to be happy in life. But all my friendships were meaningless. But when I finally started to cut people out of my life that’s when I finally started to be happy and satisfied with my life. And the distance I’ve allowed my self to have from my real friends makes our visits more meaningful. I’ve grown so much as a person . And I couldn’t have done it without my mom having my back every step of the way. Things are looking up . #tbt#throwbackthursday#change#resilience#resiliance#360#oldme#newme#personalgrowth#anklebracelet#housearrest#tattoos#girlswithtattoos#legs#legsfordays#ontherighttrack#humble#humbleyourself#mystory
When you're stuck at home with a fractured foot, drugged up on painkillers, awaiting an op, not being able to do much at all, it's easy to let yourself go. This morning I woke up early and decided a tiny bit of pampering and perhaps a touch of makeup might help me not feel like I'm about to liquify into a mass of water, fat, blood and (very little) muscle. Swipe left to see if it's worked #pamperyourself#selfcare#injury#boredome#housearrest