Hi, I’m Gabriella and I’m seventeen - I submitted here three years ago. I’ve changed a lot in those three years, and have come leaps and bounds in my progression towards loving myself completely.
I still struggle with disliking my body, I still struggle with trying to fit in, and I still struggle with my past ed’s trying to catch up with me.
My focuses for the past year or so have been mainly on removing toxic people from my life, because I’ve had so many people try and manipulate me, and on loving myself.
It started out as fake confidence, calling myself a goddess, beautiful, wonderful, amazing, perfect even. Every day, jokingly, to other people.
And then I had started keeping track of what I called “body positive days” which are exactly what they sound like. I could smile at myself, and I could appreciate myself, I could call myself beautiful and actually believe it.
I’m nearly nine months since I last self harmed and even though it has been a fight tooth and nail to keep myself clean, I’m still making it through.
I did admittedly change things so that I became more confident - such as the style of clothes I wear. The outfits I choose now make me more comfortable and feel prettier. I cut all of my hair of June despite so many people telling me to not, and I feel so incredibly cute with it.
And even though I’ve come so far, I still have bad days, because who doesn’t? But I’m almost at the point where the positive days are outweighing the bad, and I’ve never been more proud of myself.
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