I’ve always been incredibly insecure of my body. Ever since I was just a kid I’ve been pressured to lose weight and change my appearance, not only by my peers but my parents. I may not have a perfect body or look the way most people expect me too and some days II’ll wake up and hate every single part of who I am. But I want to take this opportunity to be proud of how I look and learn to love myself lumps, stretch marks, rolls, and all. I look forward to the day that I’m not insecure about eating around people, wearing shorts, running, meeting new people, etc. I may not be all the way there yet, but I’m trying. And I want everyone out there who’s insecure about their bodies to love themselves too. Whether you’re thin, big, curvy, tall, short, or somewhere in the middle. Every part of you is beautiful. Love every stretch mark, scar, freckle, or spot. They’re a part of who you are.
Those things don’t determine your beauty or worth. You’re a beautiful flower and I love you.