To say that I have always liked myself would be a lie. To say that I have always been comfortable in my own skin would be another lie. Thinking positively about my body, my looks, my mind, even my decisions, is not something I have always been able to manage successfully in the last 21 years. However, as I get older, I find that loving me for me has gotten easier.
I was always so unhappy with the way that I looked. My body was not ideal in my mind as I was always on the heavier end of the spectrum. I grew up in the early 2000s, when thin was the only thing that was in and if you did not fit the mold, you were on the outside. Every girl had pin straight hair, again, not me; my hair is giant and curly and wild when untamed. I didn’t like my freckles, my smile, even my nose. Aside from physical aspects, I hated things about myself as a person. I hated that math was never easy for me, I hated that I was 15 minutes late to every single thing I participated in, and I hated how much trouble I have with saying no. I could go on and on about my self-proclaimed flaws and so can everybody but, perseverating in negativity has no benefits.
These “flaws” in appearance, in personality, in whatever aspect, drive us crazy. I have lived so many years stuck in the mind-set that my “flaws” dictate the choices I make and the type of person that I am and will be. We give all of this power away to miniscule things that mean everything to us but, to others, it’s not a second thought. Is that wild or what?
A flaw is defined as a fault that mars perfection. Here is the good news, cliché, but good, you are not perfect and you never will be so, it is time to move on and accept ourselves the way that we were intended. Let’s change the way that we think about our own “flaws” because they are nothing more than characteristics of our wonderful selves.
Let the next chapter of your life begin with positive thinking towards your “flaws” because they are no longer your flaws, they are what make you unique. I’m bad at math and I’m usually always late but, that’s me.