Disgust. Why?

 

The other day, I tucked my shirt in when I went to wash my face. When I looked in the mirror, I quickly untucked it when some form of disgust took over me. I took a minute to reflect on the feelings that came over me, tucked my shirt back in, and took this picture. I thought to myself, what in the world will make you happy?

The truth is, when I weighed 120lbs, I was still insecure. I hated having small boobs and still thought my waist was too big. Too big to who? Too big for who? Everyone else!!

I have people around me of every shape and size. Whether they are smaller, bigger, or the same size as me, I still see them as beautiful, so why don't I see myself in that light?

The truth is that the words of those around me have had an impact on my self-esteem. Being told I'm too skinny for much of my life, being made fun of for the size of my boobs. Being told I've put on quite a bit of weight or asked where the cans came from. Being complimented when I lost weight and was extremely sick.

The truth is, no matter how big or how small we are, someone is going to be out there judging us.
The message here is BE KIND like my shirt reads.
Words hurt, and sometimes we truly don't realize just how much. I carry so many of them with me from the past that sometimes it's hard to be confident.

Learn to love yourself. I'm just learning, too.