You can be the most beautiful person in the world and everybody sees light and rainbows when they look at you, but if you yourself don’t know it, all of that doesn’t even matter.
Last weekend, I walked into a bar with a bunch of my friends. I was at my lowest weight since last year, hair and makeup on fleek – I felt hot. But then this guy took one look at me and said to his friend, “We should go.”
I don’t know why I keep thinking pain means romance. Or sacrifice means “I want you” but maybe I’ll start going back to therapy tomorrow. Or next week. It’s just so easy when we make couches here. We’re just so good at being bad for each other.
Your beauty is not validated by anyone else. Not even the most loving, supportive, and well-meaning person in your life.
Being blinded by love means you are blinded by the warning signs. Learning to positively react to and ultimately walk away from any uncertainty will ensure you are beginning a future relationship on stable ground.
There are times I feel gorgeous. And there are times I feel like a troll hanging out under a bridge waiting for someone to ask me to prom. I think most of us struggle with that.
“Watch Netflix for nine days without taking a bathroom break! Eat pizza until even your sweatpants can no longer accommodate your bulging love handles! Forget to send your grandma thank you notes for the past 27 birthday cards!” says the swagged out millennial demon inside us all.
My name is Natalia and I am a Latina. I was born and raised in Colombia by Colombian parents.
I can’t quite pinpoint when it happened, I think it was a gradual process…but eventually I had this realization.
“People should never apologize for who they are, and they should never hide who they are. Hating yourself is so 2011.”