boowiebrown: I have spent years hating my body. Years. In fact, I have spent more of my life hating
boowiebrown: I have spent years hating my body. Years. In fact, I have spent more of my life hating it than I have loving it. But I’m finally a point where I can honestly say that (most of the time) I love it. Even on the days that I don’t love it, I don’t hate it. Yes, I have lumps and bumps and bulges and rolls. I’m not perfect, but I’m perfectly normal. So are you. To all of those ladies and men thinking ‘I am ugly because I’m not perfectly smooth and polished’, guess what? Every other single damn person is thinking the same thing, and those who aren’t at some point are either a) kidding themselves, or they’ve figured out some magic enlightenment that they’re hoarding all for themselves. But for the rest of us, these thoughts are not uncommon, but they don’t have to be dangerous. Sure, I have moments where I think, ‘I wish I wasn’t so bulgy.. I wish my stomach didn’t make a roll when I sit down.. I wish my legs were so chubby’.. But that’s who I am, there’s nothing I can do about it. That’s my genetic makeup, I have to deal with it. So I trained myself to use my soft tummy, my adorable bulges and my thick thighs to my advantage. Now the bad days aren’t so bad. I remind myself that they aren’t because of how I actually look, it’s all in my head. Self love is not impossible, it’s entirely possibly and it’s equally wonderful. You have it in you, because you are fucking fabulous. The only person standing in the way of you realizing and embracing that is you. -- source link