Well, here’s me. I feel like this collage accurately depicts myself and all of the body that I want to talk about.
I’ve had insecurities about a lot of things with and parts of my body. I have also had emotional issues and a struggle with depression that in turn affected my physical state. And I have changed a lot over the years due to that.
But this is about me coming to love myself, right? Absolutely.
I am extremely small in stature, only 4’10”. I haven’t grown since I was eleven or twelve years old and I am almost eighteen. I’ve been picked on all my life for that, whether it be in the total joking way or in a kind of rude way.
I also have dealt with skin problems on my face and various parts of my body.
Growing up, I disliked my nose and my teeth, especially when everyone started getting their braces off in elementary and middle school.
My mother used to tell me I ate too much and would make comments as if my weight gain in seventh or eighth grade was a bad thing, and it really hurt my feelings. I remember exact remarks she made at various times.
I became uncomfortable with the way I looked and my body.
But with age came wisdom, and I found that maybe my body wasn’t so bad after all. I made myself love me. I suppose that finding my own sense of style and how I felt I looked best in my clothes and makeup helped. It helped me accentuate the features that I actually did like at the time, which were really just my eyes, my hair, and my natural waist.
Soon after finding comfort in how I presented myself and being able to draw on the good I saw in my body, I discovered my love for imperfect teeth, and I began to love my own. And somehow, one thing led to another and I found myself comfortable with whatever weight loss or weight gain that happens, and now even when I don’t wear makeup, I can feel comfortable. I mean, I have flaws, but who doesn’t? It’s accepting those flaws that was the biggest part of this whole discovery of self-love.
And I do sometimes fall back and have rough days. I have a hard time loving myself some days. But I’ve been having less and less of those days since I’ve decided to accept my body.
I deserve to be loved by myself, and so do you. Don’t ever be discouraged by what anyone tells you about your body. Don’t ever give up your search for and discovery of self-love because of your rough days. Love yourself because you deserve it. And love yourself because you are beautiful.