rebel-nextdoor:To the sweet girl that messaged me telling me how perfect my body is and how she wish
rebel-nextdoor: To the sweet girl that messaged me telling me how perfect my body is and how she wished more than anything that she looked like me: I am not perfect. My body is flawed. I have cellulite, a belly, huge upper arms and a bunch of other things I’m still too inscure to point out. I have days where I feel so awful about myself that I can’t bring myself to even go outside. I’ve had men tell me that I’m too fat for them, not beautiful enough for them, that if “you just dropped a few pounds you’d be gorgeous”. Putting yourself down doesn’t flatter me. Comparing yourself to me just makes me sad. You are beautiful, regardless of what shape you are and I just wish you could see what I see. I am not perfect and it took me a long time to realize that it was okay that I’m not, and that I never will be. I just sincerely hope that one day you’ll stop comparing yourself to other people and start working towards finding the beauty in yourself. Love, Rebel. P.S. 5 years after the guy that told me I’d be gorgeous if I dropped a few pounds asked me out on a date. I’m happy to report I told him to go fuck himself, more or less. -- source link