I remember walking up one day and saying I can’t do this anymore. I can’t hate myself like this anymore.
I just can’t.
What happens when I’m 50 and get wrinkles, what happens when I’m pregnant and have stretch marks all over? What happens if I get sick and bed ridden for 6 months and gain loads of weight? What happens if I contract some disease that affects all of my skin?
I need to be okay with how I look now.
I don’t need to love how I look but I need to be okay with me.
I looked up to people with body confidence. I used to think I’d never be able to achieve that, that they were just different.
But their not.
Take a good hard look at yourself and just breath.
Your not perfect and you will never be perfect but that is okay.
Its not an easy journey, it wont be a flip of a switch and suddenly you want to slay all day. But there is that little divine strong energy inside of everyone that’s talking to you that’s saying hey 👋 lemme come out and play sometime.