Why is it OK to look in a mirror and tear ourselves apart? Why are we able to rattle off an endless list of what we hate about our bodies but when asked what we like about ourselves we clam up like it's the worst thing EVER for us to actually like ourselves?
If we say "my legs are so fat. I hate my thunder thighs!" I feel like everyone within ear shot will gether around and start saying "omg my ass is so flat!" Or "my skin is terrible!" It's like somehow picking ourselves bonds us...like that scene in Mean Girls where they all stand in the mirror, it's funny but it's REALLY not. It's heart breaking!
God forbid you say "I really love how green my eyes are!" Or "I like what I see when I look in the mirror." Somehow I feel like the worst person in the world when I don't hate myself.
Like my ego must be out of control. I must be such a narccisitic, conceited bitch because I don't hate everything about myself. I obviously have mental issues...right?
Well, that last part might be true...but whatever.
I spent way too long hating myself, desperate to be someone else and I won't spend another minute defending my decision to embrace my perfectly imperfect self.
Be proud to be you! You are perfect just the way you are! Be strong, be proud and if people don't like it they can delete you off social media, and out of their lives! You don't need unsupportive people in your life anyways! They'll just bring you down and THAT IS UNACCEPTABLE!!!