Lets get real…
I spent a lot of time talking to different women teaching them to love their bodies for what they are, their imperfections and all.
I do truely believe this and try so very hard to practice it myself.
But no, I am not perfect. And no, I haven't always listened to my own advice.
Over the years I have defiantly grown a lot into the comforts of my own skin and started to appreciate my body for the fabulous piece of art it is.
I certainly haven't always been this way though. Going through high school I put enormous pressure on my self to look a certain way all the time. I would never leave the house with out my makeup being applied perfectly and my hair done to a tee. I would constantly be setting my self stupid diets as I hated (still do) exercise but needed to be as thin as possible. To this day I couldn't tell you exactly where this pressure came from; If it was because of boys, girls or the media. Honestly most likely a mix of everything.
I have no boobs so I would constantly be telling people I would be getting a boob job for my 21st birthday as if I needed to ensure to them that I will not always be this flat chested. Funnily enough now I love my nips and wouldn't change them for the world. I never wear a bra and I get them out at any chance I have, I couldn't be prouder of my little nips. (and no I will defs not be getting a boob job or cosmetic enhancement, but thats a story for another time)
I never gave myself much praise and certainly wasn't apart of the “self love club.” I was horrible at accepting compliments (hard to believe now) and would always shut them down with a negative response about myself. Only writing this now do I truly see the difference in who I am now (confident, self loving, girl boss) to where my mind was at back then. No, I haven't had a massive personality change or anything like that, I just came into myself. And decided to say FUCK YOU to the media with their bullshit, boys and their standards, and to girls who want to compete against one another instead of rally together.
Even now with a “self love club” tattoo and all, I still have bad days, well weeks.
I still go through stages of thinking I'm fat and yo yo dieting until I slap myself out of it. But over all I love my body and I proud of the story it has to tell.
I happily leave the house without make up and even upload photos to social media make up less ( shock horror I know), I am constantly naked around my house because simply, I love looking at my body!
I have changed my outlook of how I see myself, I have grown to love every little part of what makes me, me, cellulite thighs and all (still refuse to gym)
But how do you self love, I have a few tips up my sleeve that work for me-
- Everyday take 5 minus to simply look at your incredible naked body and say 5 positive things about it, leave the negs on the floor with your clothes.
- Start to say “thank you” when you get thrown a compliment, don't chuck a diss straight back girl.
- self love is easier if you don't see other girls as competition ( this is some fucked up shit we need to change in society ASAP) set a small goal of giving 5 compliments to some fabulous fellow sisters you see through your day.
- When insta scrolling and magazine flipping please try to remember, photoshop is a real thing that they REALLY use ALOT. Also those celebs have a shit ton of help.Yes we would all look like a VS model if we had a chef cooking us salad and time to spend 5 hours a day at the gym, but no we are working hard paving our way, which is a better achievement anyways!
- Your brains are more important than your body. Smart girls are pretty girls
- remember to kick ass on a daily basis
To you my girl, I say, even if it feels like this could be a dream to you. Start now and slowly learn to love you for you. Life isn’t about being perfect, its about being real. I say now is thetime we all go FUCK IT to the stupid beauty standards society has set for us and we set our own- love every piece of you. Not who you think you should be.
“You don't need a million dollars to have a million dollar view.” - You're that view.