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An Open Letter to Lupita Nyong'o

I was diagnosed with a rare diseased at age of eight. There are two kinds of it: one that affects your organs and can kill you , and another one that only affects your skin. My kind is the second one; but it doesn’t mean that it’s killing me in the inside.
I don’t feel like I have much to writte about right now… I have never been happy with my body, I’ve always looked at it with disgust and hate ; not only because of my skin , but also because of it’s shape/physical condition.I don’t need to say that I have self-harm scars , right ? I thought I would never have problems with my disease again , but suddenly it decided to come back… No one knows what causes it , and there’s also no precise treatment. I think it’s really funny that is showed up again in a moment full of hopes…I am really scared.Scared that it will appear on my face.That it will drive my hands purple.I won’t have how to cover it anymore.Actually , I don’t know if I will be strong enough to take it.It’s really driving me nervous and hurting me in the inside.I just don’t know how my future is going to be anymore , and I don’t really don’t know how to express myself in words , as I feel so numb right now…
Take care of yourself the most as you can. I know it’s hard, but what does it matter ? Just do it. Don’t think , just do it. do it doit do it do it do it do it RIGHT NOW !!!!!! 
 I don’t know what to writte anymore.It’s very hard to me to feel fine in this momment in my life.
Be strong! Just try. Even if you don’t feel strong , just fake you feel strong.Fake you feel positive (but fake it for yourself !). If negativity never worked , let’s try the other one.
I don’t know if this words can really show how hard it’s being for me.I’m sure these will never make justice… It’s really hard and painful… You would hear a really desperate crying at night if you lived close to me :) praise for your health!
PS: I’m sorry if my english has too many mistakes.
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I was diagnosed with a rare diseased at age of eight. There are two kinds of it: one that affects your organs and can kill you , and another one that only affects your skin. My kind is the second one; but it doesn’t mean that it’s killing me in the inside.

I don’t feel like I have much to writte about right now… I have never been happy with my body, I’ve always looked at it with disgust and hate ; not only because of my skin , but also because of it’s shape/physical condition.I don’t need to say that I have self-harm scars , right ? I thought I would never have problems with my disease again , but suddenly it decided to come back… No one knows what causes it , and there’s also no precise treatment. I think it’s really funny that is showed up again in a moment full of hopes…I am really scared.Scared that it will appear on my face.That it will drive my hands purple.I won’t have how to cover it anymore.Actually , I don’t know if I will be strong enough to take it.It’s really driving me nervous and hurting me in the inside.I just don’t know how my future is going to be anymore , and I don’t really don’t know how to express myself in words , as I feel so numb right now…

Take care of yourself the most as you can. I know it’s hard, but what does it matter ? Just do it. Don’t think , just do it. do it doit do it do it do it do it RIGHT NOW !!!!!! 

 I don’t know what to writte anymore.It’s very hard to me to feel fine in this momment in my life.

Be strong! Just try. Even if you don’t feel strong , just fake you feel strong.Fake you feel positive (but fake it for yourself !). If negativity never worked , let’s try the other one.

I don’t know if this words can really show how hard it’s being for me.I’m sure these will never make justice… It’s really hard and painful… You would hear a really desperate crying at night if you lived close to me :) praise for your health!

PS: I’m sorry if my english has too many mistakes.

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For his recently published picture book Freckles (Splice Pictures Publishing), the Swiss photographer Reto Caduff has taken pictures of freckled women all over Europe. His pictures prove: freckles are beautiful. Don’t hide yourself in the shade! I think what I love about this the most is the vast diversity of people who are blessed with freckles. (x)

I have never ever understood why freckles are considered ugly.

[TRIGGER WARNING: EATING DISORDER AND BEHAVIOR]
Hello everyone! I am in the process of recovering from bulimia and body dysmorphic disorder. Before I graduated high school, I decided I really wanted to get help into fixing the way I see myself and my obsession with losing weight.
I moved for college where I met the most amazing group of friends I could have ever wished for and they have been so supportive on my track to recovery.
Granted, there are days where I will sit and cry about how I am not at a certain weight or why I am not a size 0. This journey has not been easy and has been filled with ups and downs.
When I do feel this way, I try to do things to make myself feel better. One of them is I set up my webcam and I treat myself to a photo session. I’m not sure why, but I feel so confident, if only for that second. I keep these pictures to remind myself that even if it was for a second, I felt confident and even attractive and sexy.
I am slowly starting to feel comfortable with my body and I can only hope that those reading this will soon too. I am leading a new Body Love Initiative group at my university in hopes to do the same around my campus. 
Remember, the road to being comfortable with yourself isn’t easy but it is definitely worth it. <3 stop by if you ever want some support or just want to chat! My ask box is always open. feministafatale.tumblr.comBE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

[TRIGGER WARNING: EATING DISORDER AND BEHAVIOR]


Hello everyone! I am in the process of recovering from bulimia and body dysmorphic disorder. Before I graduated high school, I decided I really wanted to get help into fixing the way I see myself and my obsession with losing weight.

I moved for college where I met the most amazing group of friends I could have ever wished for and they have been so supportive on my track to recovery.

Granted, there are days where I will sit and cry about how I am not at a certain weight or why I am not a size 0. This journey has not been easy and has been filled with ups and downs.

When I do feel this way, I try to do things to make myself feel better. One of them is I set up my webcam and I treat myself to a photo session. I’m not sure why, but I feel so confident, if only for that second. I keep these pictures to remind myself that even if it was for a second, I felt confident and even attractive and sexy.

I am slowly starting to feel comfortable with my body and I can only hope that those reading this will soon too. I am leading a new Body Love Initiative group at my university in hopes to do the same around my campus. 

Remember, the road to being comfortable with yourself isn’t easy but it is definitely worth it. <3 stop by if you ever want some support or just want to chat! My ask box is always open. 
feministafatale.tumblr.com

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[TRIGGER WARNING - mentions eating disorder, slight nudity]
It’s taken me twenty-seven years to be okay with my body as a whole. I never would have taken a photo of myself even remotely unclothed, like the one above. With various ups and downs in my life from ednos to exercise addiction, it definitely has been a roller coaster of a ride for my body and mental health. I’ve grown to accept the way that I look, and be happy with it for the most part, and not only accept it but also love it. Now, bad days are always going to be around; those days where I look at myself and can’t find one thing I like. But those days are few and far between. The most powerful thing I ever did was decide that I was beautiful—not someone else—me. That I was worthy of everything I’d been conditioned to accept as a loss because of my weight and what was deemed as beautiful by society’s standard; happiness, love, affection, attention, relationships, sexiness, and even kindness. I have days where I think I look like a potato, and I have days where I think I look like a big fat babe. Sometimes a fat babely potato to appease both sides. I’m fat, and I don’t care. Being fat isn’t a bad thing. It doesn’t take away from any other of the great qualities I have a person. I know that sometimes loving yourself and loving your body is hard. It’s a struggle. And you might be there already, you might already think you’re the bee’s knees. And you might not be there. It’s not something that comes overnight, but any step that you take to finding one simple thing about you or your body is a joyous accomplishment, and you should always remember that. Always remember that it’s okay to have bad days. Because you can’t have the good ones, without having and remembering the bad ones. The only opinion regarding your body that is the single most important one is yours and yours alone. If you can, own your big, fat, body! If you can, own your thin body! If you can, own your disabled body! Own whatever you can own about yourself. If you believe you’re beautiful, own your beauty! If you believe you’re ugly, own your ugliness! Wear whatever you want. Eat whatever you want. Own whatever makes you happy, because your happiness is all that matters. You are worth that.

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[TRIGGER WARNING - mentions eating disorder, slight nudity]

It’s taken me twenty-seven years to be okay with my body as a whole. I never would have taken a photo of myself even remotely unclothed, like the one above. With various ups and downs in my life from ednos to exercise addiction, it definitely has been a roller coaster of a ride for my body and mental health. I’ve grown to accept the way that I look, and be happy with it for the most part, and not only accept it but also love it. Now, bad days are always going to be around; those days where I look at myself and can’t find one thing I like. But those days are few and far between. The most powerful thing I ever did was decide that I was beautiful—not someone else—me. That I was worthy of everything I’d been conditioned to accept as a loss because of my weight and what was deemed as beautiful by society’s standard; happiness, love, affection, attention, relationships, sexiness, and even kindness. I have days where I think I look like a potato, and I have days where I think I look like a big fat babe. Sometimes a fat babely potato to appease both sides. I’m fat, and I don’t care. Being fat isn’t a bad thing. It doesn’t take away from any other of the great qualities I have a person. I know that sometimes loving yourself and loving your body is hard. It’s a struggle. And you might be there already, you might already think you’re the bee’s knees. And you might not be there. It’s not something that comes overnight, but any step that you take to finding one simple thing about you or your body is a joyous accomplishment, and you should always remember that. Always remember that it’s okay to have bad days. Because you can’t have the good ones, without having and remembering the bad ones. The only opinion regarding your body that is the single most important one is yours and yours alone. If you can, own your big, fat, body! If you can, own your thin body! If you can, own your disabled body! Own whatever you can own about yourself. If you believe you’re beautiful, own your beauty! If you believe you’re ugly, own your ugliness! Wear whatever you want. Eat whatever you want. Own whatever makes you happy, because your happiness is all that matters. You are worth that.

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http://wearetherebirth.tumblr.com

I have been insecure about my entire body for as long as I can remember, and I am finally beginning the long road to loving myself. The top left picture is me in November of 2012, my acne was getting worse and nothing was working. That was the day that I began my treatment plan for my acne. The picture beside it was in December of 2012, getting better; still not great. The bottom picture is today (June 25th, 2013) I have made huge strides in loving myself again because my acne was able to clear up. 
It was stopping me from living my life. Now, you might think that&#8217;s silly, but when you are self conscious about the fact that the first thing you think people see is the acne and scars; it is difficult to see the good things people could see first.
Firstly, I want ANYBODY with any kind of acne to know is that, it is not solely your fault. Sometimes you cannot control it, it can be hormonal, bacteria causing infection (Which is what all acne is, essentially), or just bad genes. Before you jump to going on accutane(Which is incredibly harsh) try antibiotics first, it will be much easier on your system and can do almost the same thing. I would also recommend looking into any possible allergies that you may have; milk is a big contributor to some acne. 
Secondly, believe that you are beautiful. Acne does not make you any less attractive in any way, shape and/or form. It took me a very long time to believe in my beauty, despite a loving group of family and friends who tell me everyday that I am beautiful. Surround yourself with people who will raise you up and make you feel like you like the perfect, beautiful, amazing and totally worth it person that you are. 
This is not only for women, I know how much men can be affected by acne just in the same way. I promise you, you are handsome and if somebody can&#8217;t see that, then they&#8217;re not the person for you. You may feel silly talking to your doctor about acne, but they are so understanding and want you to get better. It is nothing to be ashamed of. 
If anybody has any questions AT ALL please ask me! 
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I have been insecure about my entire body for as long as I can remember, and I am finally beginning the long road to loving myself. The top left picture is me in November of 2012, my acne was getting worse and nothing was working. That was the day that I began my treatment plan for my acne. The picture beside it was in December of 2012, getting better; still not great. The bottom picture is today (June 25th, 2013) I have made huge strides in loving myself again because my acne was able to clear up. 

It was stopping me from living my life. Now, you might think that’s silly, but when you are self conscious about the fact that the first thing you think people see is the acne and scars; it is difficult to see the good things people could see first.

Firstly, I want ANYBODY with any kind of acne to know is that, it is not solely your fault. Sometimes you cannot control it, it can be hormonal, bacteria causing infection (Which is what all acne is, essentially), or just bad genes. Before you jump to going on accutane(Which is incredibly harsh) try antibiotics first, it will be much easier on your system and can do almost the same thing. I would also recommend looking into any possible allergies that you may have; milk is a big contributor to some acne. 

Secondly, believe that you are beautiful. Acne does not make you any less attractive in any way, shape and/or form. It took me a very long time to believe in my beauty, despite a loving group of family and friends who tell me everyday that I am beautiful. Surround yourself with people who will raise you up and make you feel like you like the perfect, beautiful, amazing and totally worth it person that you are. 

This is not only for women, I know how much men can be affected by acne just in the same way. I promise you, you are handsome and if somebody can’t see that, then they’re not the person for you. You may feel silly talking to your doctor about acne, but they are so understanding and want you to get better. It is nothing to be ashamed of. 


If anybody has any questions AT ALL please ask me

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TRIGGER WARNING: EATING DISORDER, SELF HARMNineteen years ago, I was born into this body, and I have put it through the wringer ever since. I have starved it, crammed it into cold doorways in strange cities, cut it open, fucked in it, loved in it, cried in it until it felt like my soul was mixed with the tears pouring down my face. I used it to create, carry, and usher life into this world. I hold my son with this body. I hold my lover with this body. And if there is anything I have learned from these 19 years, it is that it hurts to become, but it&#8217;s worth it. Don&#8217;t stop, don&#8217;t slow down, don&#8217;t quit loving and fucking and fighting for the things you believe in, and don&#8217;t ever think that your worth is equated with a number on a scale or a tape measure around your waist. You are so much more than that. And so am I.BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

TRIGGER WARNING: EATING DISORDER, SELF HARM

Nineteen years ago, I was born into this body, and I have put it through the wringer ever since. I have starved it, crammed it into cold doorways in strange cities, cut it open, fucked in it, loved in it, cried in it until it felt like my soul was mixed with the tears pouring down my face. I used it to create, carry, and usher life into this world. I hold my son with this body. I hold my lover with this body. 
And if there is anything I have learned from these 19 years, it is that it hurts to become, but it’s worth it. Don’t stop, don’t slow down, don’t quit loving and fucking and fighting for the things you believe in, and don’t ever think that your worth is equated with a number on a scale or a tape measure around your waist. You are so much more than that. And so am I.

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my thighs may be dimply, and her face may be wrinkly, but we still love ourselves &amp; each other.
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

my thighs may be dimply, and her face may be wrinkly, but we still love ourselves & each other.

BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!