Cellulite & rolls but we still more than alright! My days in high school found me functioning on auto pilot. I had learned to hide my feelings better, cry much less and smile a little harder.
Through self-discovery and being so much more in touch with myself I’m beginning to understand that I somehow needed to go through what I did to become the woman I am today. This is why I say my self-love and body-love journey started the moment my inner voice turned on me. To experience prolonged inner pain like that, to go through the things I went through made me actively pursue something completely the opposite of what I had become used to.
I learned how to love myself because hating myself was too difficult. I learned how to be kinder to myself because I had experienced extreme unkindness and I wanted to make up for it. I learned how to celebrate my “imperfections” because I spent so many years obsessing over this idea of “perfection” that was constantly changing. I did a campaign a few years ago and I captioned it “I am not perfect, I am ENOUGH. What they don’t tell you is being enough means so much more.” (<< Read those words over and over again.) Arriving to a place in my life where I could finally say that means everything to me.