We always see ourselves differently than others see us. We are always harder on our own appearance, more critical of our self worth, and we don’t see the changes that other people do. I’ve learned that this is true in almost every facet of our lives. Our thoughts and impressions could be self-critical about your mentality, your work ethic, your physical appearance, your interactions, anything. However you don’t have to totally accept yourself and that’s okay. However do you need to work towards being proud of who you are most of the time, the times you’re not is when it’s amazing to have people who fill in the holes fir you. Moral of the story: no one is perfect and you will never be perfect, but love yourself and allow others to love you too. ❤️❤️
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Friendly reminder that NONE OF US are born hating our bodies. We learn. We are TAUGHT to hate our bodies and we are TAUGHT that there are such things as 'flaws'. Conditioning us to believe that our bodies are wrong is one of the most profitable marketing schemes of all time. Because once we hate our bodies, we can easily be sold the thing we're told will 'fix' them, no matter the cost. •
The diet and weight loss industry in the US is worth over $60 billion, and over £2 billion in the UK. That's how much we spend trying to turn our bodies into something 'good enough'. All because we've been taught since we were children that 'good enough' only looks one way. Take a minute to think about how fucked up that is. And hold onto it the next time you have an 'I hate my body' thought. You have been conditioned to feel this way. So that someone else can make a profit. Fuck. That. They are the problem. Not you. 💜💙💚🌈🌞
I felt good enough to drive myself and mommy around shopping today.. we listened to Christmas music, I sang over it (per usual) and we had an amazing time. Came home and watched the news with daddy. It's TIME that's currency and the ONLY thing I value over love. Every second is valuable. I'm rich. 💝
To you it may seem like just another flex picture.
To me, it’s years of hard work. Countless times saying no to the food I wanted but didn’t need. And plenty of other times saying yes to the those same foods that 1) I didn’t need and 2) were not the best options.
I never imagined my legs could be so defined, not prepping for a competition. This is legit my legs on the regular. And I couldn’t be more proud of my efforts. You ready to see what you can do??