I love my perfect boobs. I adore my pink lipstick.
We need to treat ourselves with the respect, admiration and pride we would with any other best friend: if someone was putting them down, we’d stand up for them. If someone was hurting them, we’d pretty much kick their ass. If good things were coming their way, we’d jump up and down with excitement, proud of what they’ve accomplished.
Being grateful shouldn’t be set aside for the holidays; it should be a way of life.
There is so much healing power in being vulnerable and letting others be there for you. Just don’t move into that place of sadness and never leave. Inhabiting heartbreak is not how you move on.
I’m sorry men. You see I’m the one messed up and no one’s managed to really fix me.
The only void left to fill is the one that is telling you that you have to earn the right to love yourself.
Every part of your body has a function; be grateful for what your body can do.
You cannot rely on someone else to feel happy or whole. That must come from within. The ability to be alone without shattering into tiny pieces is an essential life tool.
The reality is I will be broken forever, and I know that because I carry the tangible scars in my heart, willingly. However, it is my ability to acknowledge it, accept it, and live in spite of it, that makes me truly captivating.
Not only do looks-based compliments imply that one’s previous weight or shape was less acceptable, especially if weight loss was unintended and maybe even the result of an illness, but could also serve to enable someone’s potentially dangerous weight loss methods.