About accepting your body
There are 4 billion females on this earth and without any evidence I am still pretty certain about the fact that there is very few women out there without some kind of complex about themselves. I can’t help but wonder why we are doing this to ourselves. Why am I doing this to myself? Oh, the complexes…
I would say I am one of the lucky few that has called truce with my body (even though those words are not really allowed to say out loud). Yup, I don’t hate my body like I used to. I know it’s not perfect, but I have accepted that this is how I look. Heck, I can even name things that I actually like about it. Crazy, huh? You don’t hear that from many women. To be honest this happened sometime over the last few years without me really realizing. And this is an amazing thing to have happening for a woman in her 20’ies. I especially feel relieved because the body-battle is a battle on top of everything else I don’t have energy to fight. Because, trust me, I have another list of complexes to overcome, much more complicated than the usual “My-thighs-are-way-too-big” and “those-five-stretch-marks-are-so-ugly” (been there done that). I do have stretch marks. And cellulite. But my self worth is already screwed up without having to beat myself up for those “flaws” too. Heck, I’ve kinda just accepted that they are a part of me, like my own personal bar code 🙂
The point I am trying to make is, we all have enough problems in our lives without punishing ourselves for some superficial imperfections too. A lot of people could be a lot happier if they realised that perfection is kind of boring anyway. We don’t want people to love us despite our flaws, do we? We want people to love the flaws we have because that is part of what makes your bar code unique!
Sometimes the imperfections can be the most beautiful and special part of you. Maybe you don’t have to embrace your cellulite, but what about those cute freckles of yours? Or that gap between your teeth? Your weird-looking long fingers? It’s all just a part of you and I believe that if we start appreciating the little, odd things about each other we will all eventually get way more relaxed with how we look and realise nobody have to be perfect.