Perfectly, Imperfect: Body Image

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Body Image.

Date: August 19,2014

Status: Conquered , Slightly

In today's day and age society puts a lot of pressure on how we look. You have to be this weight, your hair has to look like this, you have to have this kind of skin tone, this kinda attitude. (as the green fairy odd parent,Cosmo I think?, would say 'All you do is nag nag nag!!)

After a while it starts to take a toll on you, you'll start to want to reach those unrealistic expectations. Girls want to be toned and slim, boys want to be muscular and smooth (not physically, with words is what I meant).

Soon enough it starts to catch up with you, but the saddest thing isn't the fact that grown adults (who even though you gotta pay the bills with this misleading garbage) continue to do it even though they know what it does to the kids of this generation. (but you'll hear the dumb ones conversing with their colleagues about how 'kids these days are just terrible'.)

Or the fact that the people ( some of them) who are 'blessed' (not meant as an insult but its not a compliment either) with the '#1' physic are putting down the people who don't look like them.

It's the fact that we fall into this trap. A trap that is set up for self conscious and low self esteemed teenagers, even grown adults fall in this trap! The fact that we start to believe that unless we are 5'9 with toned abs and slim legs with pretty blond hair and blue eyes that we aren't good enough.

That is a lie. No matter how we look like, we are good enough, maybe not to some self loving, people hating person. But we are good enough, heck we're even better enough! God made us In his image and guess what?! God makes no mistakes, your meant to look the way you look and that's beautiful.

When I was around the age of 12 or 13 I thought I was fat. I thought my butt was too big, (I get it from my aunt, the big butt I mean) that I was too tall. I didn't like a lot of things about my self. But then I started working out. (not what you expected did you?)

I used to hate it, working out I mean, but then I found something I liked. (Some high intense interval training aka HIIT, sounds hard, huh? *whispers * I only do it once when your supposed to do it like twice) and once I found something I liked, its like I found my confidence.

I don't eat clean everyday (hardly do) or workout everyday (to be honest I'm pretty sure I haven't worked out in 2 weeks might change though) but when I took a picture of myself before I started and took one 3 weeks (?) later and saw the small but still there differences, it made me so happy. :)

It helped me realize that I was beautiful and still am beautiful, after I started to love my body, I started to love other parts. I have yet to love what's on the inside but at least I'm starting somewhere, right? What also helped me realize that was the constant thought that God loves the way I look, that's all that matters. Im beautiful regardless of others thoughts REMEMBER THAT K?

To the girls (and boys) that think their fat because your not a size zero (or you don't have the same muscles as Channing Tatum): your beautiful (and handsome), it's society that's ugly.

-Marilyn Monroe (with some editing by me).

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