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TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM, CUTTING, DEPRESSION
Hi, my name is Jordan, and this is my tummy. For years, I was extremely insecure about my stomach. I loved the rest of my body, but my stomach was the one part of myself that I couldn’t accept. I suffered from depression for a while, and I cut along my hips and upper thighs to relieve tension. For a while I thought it had to do with how my mother saw herself: She constantly talked about how her body type was wrong, she needed to lose weight, she didn’t like the way she looked, but all I saw was a strong, beautiful woman, and if she couldn’t see herself like that, why should I?
I eventually realized, I had to love myself for ME, not for my mother or anybody else, no matter how important they were to me. I would always be the most important part of my life, and once I realized that, I started feeling so much better. I stopped cutting about a year and a half ago, and the butterflies represent one year being self harm free, and the four people who helped me out along the way. First I learned how to accept myself, now, I love myself, and I couldn’t see myself being any other way. :)
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

TRIGGER WARNING: SELF HARM, CUTTING, DEPRESSION

Hi, my name is Jordan, and this is my tummy. For years, I was extremely insecure about my stomach. I loved the rest of my body, but my stomach was the one part of myself that I couldn’t accept. I suffered from depression for a while, and I cut along my hips and upper thighs to relieve tension. For a while I thought it had to do with how my mother saw herself: She constantly talked about how her body type was wrong, she needed to lose weight, she didn’t like the way she looked, but all I saw was a strong, beautiful woman, and if she couldn’t see herself like that, why should I?

I eventually realized, I had to love myself for ME, not for my mother or anybody else, no matter how important they were to me. I would always be the most important part of my life, and once I realized that, I started feeling so much better. I stopped cutting about a year and a half ago, and the butterflies represent one year being self harm free, and the four people who helped me out along the way. First I learned how to accept myself, now, I love myself, and I couldn’t see myself being any other way. :)

BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

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