When I was younger, I really did not think much about my physical appearance until others made comments about it. Unfortunately, they were negative comments. Some were from kids at school finding a new way to pick on me and others from people close to me. That is in the past. My struggle with body image has always been because of others’ statements about me. Remember how I said I know I am effected by others. I recognize this is a way that is unhealthy for me. I wish it was a simple process to move away from that mentality.
I genuinely like my body. I like my shape with my bigger butt, muscular calves and feel like my boobs are in good proportion with my body. I like how my body looks with a bit of fat on my belly. I like my natural hair color and the hundreds of white hairs I have had coming in since I was 15 years old. I like how my irises have green freckles mixed in the medium brown. I like the cupid’s bow of my upper lip. There is so much I like, no truly LOVE about my body.
Lately I have been asking myself, why do I let others tear it down?