We've all felt insecure about our bodies and looks at one point, haven't we? I know I have and I did whatever it takes to be "beautiful". To be somehow accepted by others. To be liked. To fit in with society's ludicrous definition of "beauty" but really, who the cares about what other people think. Why should we let society distort the image we have of ourselves? Why should we let the opinion of others define who we are? 

We shouldn't.

If you're chubby, you're beautiful. If you're thin, you're beautiful. If you're curvy, you're beautiful. Whatever shape you are, you are beautiful. Whatever color your skin is, you are beautiful.

You are beautiful.

You are. 

Period.

And don't let anybody else tell you otherwise.

But I know it's easier said than done. Trust me I do. But you should at least try. Look in the mirror and find that one thing you truly like about yourself. And I'm sure it's there. It is. Look closely and you'll find it. You will. You definitly will.

There's something I want to share with you guys. I used to be really insecure about my legs. They were a bit chubby. So I did whatever it took to slim them down but nothing worked. Well in my eyes nothing did. I was stuck with the image others created for me in my head. Whenever I looked in the mirror, I saw that chubby little girl starring back at me. I had failed to see the changes my body was going through all because I let others distort the image I had of myself. I lost a lot of weight but I was never truly satisfied with myself. I never was. And I believe I would have never been satisfied with myself. You know why? Because I simply did not love myself. I simply could not accept who I was. And that was my biggest mistake. 

My sister once told me this (and the following words might make you laugh but they stuck with me till now), "You are not your thighs. You are much more than that. So much more. I don't love you because of your looks. I could care less about them. I love you because you're you. Because you're kind and smart and fun and weird and crazy and just you. One hundred percent you."

And it made me realize, well, if my sister could find some things to love about me, then why couldn't I do the same? When she looks at me, she sees me, just me, so why couldn't I see me as well?

You know the people who love you, don't love you because you look a certain way. They don't love you because you're "pretty". They love you because you're you. As simple as that.

And well if they can love you the way you are despite all of your flaws, if they can look past them and see things in you that are worth loving, if they are able to see the true beauty within you, then why can't you do the same?

Why can't you at least try?

I know that loving yourself is not easy. It's a long and hard process. But it is possible. It definitly is.

Now, the thing that I want you to do is the following: When you wake up in the morning, look into the mirror and find that one thing that you love about yourself. It can be anything really. Your hair color. Your eye color. Your smile. Anything. Just find it. Appreciate it. Then think about the one thing (personality-wise) that you truly like about yourself. And say it. Out loud. Then repeat these steps the following day, and the next, and the next, and the next, until you finally see how beautiful you  are. 

Because you are.

You are beautiful.

You are worth loving.

You are.

You truly are.