S E L F-L O V E
I have struggled with loving my body since I was in elementary school. I grew fast, struggled with Hashimotos disease that caused weight gain, and was mentally and emotionally abused from a young age. I was forced into my first diet for being “fat” when I was in the 5th grade. It continued all through out middle school onto high school. I would look in the mirror and cry wishing I could just be “beautiful” like the other girls. That I wouldn’t have to shop in the bigger sizes or that I could wear a bathing suit without wanting to hide under a rock.
Then I became a mother of two beautiful children before I turned 21. It made me look at myself. Truly look at myself inside and out. I didn’t like what I saw, but it wasn’t because of how much I weighed or what size clothes I wore. It was because I wasn’t happy. I wasn’t happy with how my body felt. I wasn’t happy that just carrying groceries in from the car made me want to go take a nap. I wasn’t happy that I was uncomfortable and hated myself after spending years of being degraded and made to feel less than worthy.
So I changed. I changed my entire life with one decision one morning. I stopped letting my inner voices cloud my path to my goals. I got healthy and started focusing on me for the first time in my life.
What’s crazy is that even after loosing weight, reaching my goals, and having skin removal surgery, I still have days where I look in the mirror and pick myself apart.
I still have loose skin on my legs, arms, and underarms. I still have stretch marks covering my legs, stomach, chest, and arms. I have cellulite and dimples. I have scars.
But I am unapologetically and beautifully me.
This year I am making more of an effort to not let myself doubt my worth. I am making more of an effort to love my body and all it’s perfect imperfections. To see past what society deems as ugly, and to see the beauty in NORMAL.
We are all beautiful. No matter what size or shape we are. No matter what scars our bodies may have or how many stretch marks may cover us. No matter if we have loose skin or we don’t. No matter if our legs have cellulite or our arms aren’t as toned as some. Ladies you are beautiful! So scream to the top of the mountains. Remind yourself every time you look in the mirror or get dressed in the morning.
WE. ARE. BEAUTIFUL.