anxiety · Cancer · confidence · Mental health · self-love · wellbing

Give yourself the same care and attention as you give to others and watch yourself bloom

Self love.

Why do people shy away from it?

Why are some of the nastiest words we hear from ourselves?

Self love is not about thinking you are better than anyone. It’s not even about thinking you are stunningly gorgeous. It’s accepting yourself for who you are.

My body is far from perfect and its taken me a long time to accept that actually, that’s ok. I have stretch marks, imperfections, a scar across my neck and definitely more chafe than thigh gap…(Because… cake)

But what this means is that it has carried 4 incredibly amazing children, it’s beaten cancer and survived some really dark times.

And I finally love it.

It makes me so sad to see people who are not happy in their own skin, people who avoid doing things they love because of they way they feel about themselves. People who are insecure about the very body that keeps them alive.

One small nasty comment years ago that has shaped your view of yourself or stuck in a relationship where it has become the norm to be put down and not appreciated. Hang ups you have about parts of your body you hate, because someone irrelevant once told you so out of spite. Parts of your body you wish her smaller, bigger, more toned, less toned……

It’s not about looking in the mirror and telling ourselves we are perfect. It’s about knowing that it doesn’t even matter that we are not. No one is. Ok well apart from Phillip Schofield, but I mean he is god.

Perfect is manufactured from magazines and media. Naturally beautiful girls being photoshopped within an inch of their lives to become more appealing to this weird ideal that everyone so badly craves. Everyone is worth more than that.

I am lucky enough to know some of the most kindest people, who will pour kindness into others, but will be hard on themselves.

If this is you, stop. Turn your kind words back onto yourself and listen to them.

The things you love about your partner, or the things you find endearing in the person you like- you have these qualities in you, too. The things you wish you were, you already are them and more.

Why is life somehow ruled by the size of someone’s arms or the length of their legs?

Life is about fun, adventure, meeting new people and connecting in ways you never dreamed possible. It’s about laughing so hard until your cheeks hurt. It’s about those moments that take your breath away and also the hard moments that make you who you are.

Life is like a book.

Our past is our story and our bodies are the illustrations.

Don’t judge your own book by it’s cover.

Xxx

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