I'm sure you understand. Those days where you wake up, groggy and slump your way out of your bed, toward the mirror. You're feeling pretty good, that is, until you notice your reflection in the mirror. Then you stop. A deep breath in and you slowly turn your body toward the dreaded realization of what you truly look like. It is in that moment, which you are staring directly at your reflection, that you analyze and critique every part of your body. You sigh and realize that you look absolutely horrible.
Your "realization" is wrong.
Why would you stand in front of that despicable mirror and judge yourself. If there wasn't enough people in this world to do that for themselves, you too? You wake up bloated and think, "Wow, I am fat." You wake up with a freshly-cleaned face with no makeup on and you think, "God, that's what I actually look like?" Lastly, you critique your body and find every imperfection and think to yourself, "I am ugly."
Stop.
If someone has something to say about your body and it isn't positive, to hell with them. However, it is extremely unlikely every stranger you pass will even consider this thought. It is likely, however, that you do.
I do it too, no doubt. However, if even the slightest resentment towards my body passes my chaotic mind, I shoot it down. I crumple that horrible remedy and burn it to flames. Negativity does not have a right to be inside my brain. Nor does it have a right in yours.
I believe in a positive body image. I choose to respect my body and the fact that sometimes I gain 10 pounds, or perhaps another week I drop six pounds. My body will never be content with its weight, but I will be.
To see my friends stand amongst themselves, poking and prodding at every pinch of fat is heart-wrenching. To be frank, I hate it and it makes me upset. My friends, let alone any girl, should not have to see themselves as "unfortunate."
Today's society has a incredible amount of influence when concerning positive body images. Obviously, stereotypes and expectations play a role, including models and magazines, all of which tell you what you're supposed to look like. What they don't understand is how you are born, how you grow up is exactly what you were meant to look like: perfection.
It's all up to you and how you view yourself that will determine your confidence. Us girls, we prefer to find every flaw. Can you imagine how beautiful the world would be if all we saw in ourselves was flawless?
If you choose to stand in front of that mirror and only see the glow in your skin and the shine in your hair, I can promise you this at least: your world and inside your mind will be a lot more breathtaking than the mind of a a girl whose sees herself as worthless.
