I never post many selfies because I never really had much confidence due to being plus size. It took me a while to not wear makeup. So two years ago I decided to not wear makeup for a full year. My face broke out, I found new skincare and started to feel more empowered. I went through a bit of a rough patch in regards of how others see me but today, I decided to just wear mascara. And I noticed how beautiful my eyes were. Then I started to notice how the shade of red my hair likes to stay brings them out too. Then I started to notice how long my lashes were….and I realized, only I need to find myself beautiful. I don’t need others to tell me I am. I don’t need to keep bringing myself down if men or women arent interested. I don’t need love except love for myself.
So to all the women and men who struggle with their weight as self acceptance, and im not talking about overweight only. Im saying those who cant gain weight either..
tell yourself every day how much you are worth, how much you have accomplished. Find one new quality about yourself you admire. Because we are all beautiful to someone, but we need to be beautiful for ourselves.

Day Five Hundred Thirty.

i am the clutter that covers my desk
and shields my work from view
i am the dirty clothes piling up in the corner
and the straightener i’m never sure is turned off
i am unfinished projects and unwritten ideas
a whirlwind of movement
a blur, a flash of colour
i am lazy sundays and empty coffee cups
slow yawns and good morning messages
i am felt tipped pens and long to-do lists
baggy sweatpants and the heart necklace he gave me
i am a cheesy cliché
and still an original 
i am right and i am wrong
i am a simile but never a metaphor
i am words and blank pages 
a mystery and your favourite secret
i am the only person i know how to be 
i dare you to be yourself too

For once in my life I am truly happy, I’ve remained in the closet as transgender for as long as I can remember. I’ve finally come to the conclusion that hiding my true self was not healthy, nor was it worth sacrificing my mental health and stability. I am a transgender male and I am proud, throughout the years I have felt constant shame and embarrassment regarding my identity. I am happy to say that I have started my journey into transitioning into the man that I know I am, and always have been. Although, my transition will undoubtedly come with social backlash. It is definitely worth it.


When I stay silent, you tell me I have no opinions.
When I voice them, you tell me they are wrong and I must stay silent.
When I am passive aggressive, you tell me I’m being petty.
When I am straightforward, you tell me I have no tact.
When I try being diplomatic, you tell me I have no morals.
When I am me, you say that’s the last person I should be.

When I was kind and bruised, you called me naive.
When I stopped caring, you said I was cold hearted.
When I tried to and started to melt, you said I was weak.

Now I say,
I am me.
And you say…
Well who cares what the hell you have to say!

From the very beginning you are being told to compare yourself with others. This is the greatest disease; it is like a cancer that goes on destroying your very soul because each individual is unique, and comparison is not possible. I am just myself and you are just yourself. There is nobody else in the world you can be compared with.
—  Osho

Is it such a crime to love yourself? To love your flaws, to accept your weight and accept your face. To look in the mirror and smile. Is it so wrong to find beauty in your double chin and fucked up teeth? We’re humans, we are all made up with flaws and scars. And we are ALL beautiful. 

No matter who you are, love yourself. You’re perfect.