What do you see when you look in the mirror?
Do you see you?
You have bumpy bits and wobbly bits and parts of you you wish you could photoshop away. It doesn’t work that way.
To throw some ideas out there, for example: What do you need for the perfect bikini body?
Why, a bikini, and a body, of course. What more?
You are not your waistline, or your pores, or your thighs, or your forehead, or all the things you think are wrong with you. You are confused. Between what you see “out there” on the internet, and T.V, and magazines, and what real people are, in real life.
Because you know, if all of us were actually six foot tall models with legs up to our ears, we’d be pretty ordinary.
There’s sunshine in your smile, and your eyes light up when you laugh. There’s kindness in your voice when you meet a stranger on the street. A million good wishes follow you like whispers, wherever you go, from all the people you love.
For all the things you wish you could be, there are a thousand things you already are.
You’re you. And no one can appreciate you more than you can.
And until you love you, shoulders and neck and thighs and pores and all, nobody else will be able to.
“To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance,” – Oscar Wilde