Loving every part of you makes you want to hate what you see. What you don’t see is the beauty others see in you. The heart, mind and thoughts that make each and every part of you different from the rest.
Sometimes we feel we need to cover up, or slim down what makes our body beautiful. And sometimes we are just way too hard on ourself. Breaking ourself down when many only see a built up version of you. The you that puts out your best image, life and words.
I wander what is worst than loving every part of you, even if you aren’t at your best. Honey, none of us are even if we look like it.
PS this idea of loving every part of you came to me when I was looking at photos I had taken earlier that day. All I saw was my imperfections. The pimple upon my cheek, and my not so toned legs. In this moment, I was like why I am being so hard on myself. Thinking that I should feel lucky to have legs that allow me to walk, and a body that embodies all that makes me. The scars and imperfections that make me who I am. A reminder that we should not be too hard on ourself, and that social media is just a highlight reel of people’s life.