It’s okay to be whatever the fuck you want to be. Without makeup, without covering up or being ashamed, without being cruel to yourself for not being perfect. It is okay to look in the mirror and be happy. I finally feel that.
It turns out, life is full of so much good.
There is so much potential waiting out there.
Even if you are a “plus size” women living in an overly critical world.
Even if you happen to have thick thighs, a pudgy tummy, a little jiggle in your step, a slight double-chin.
So many imperfections and million reasons to love me just the way I am.
I feel so comfortable being me lately. I have accepted all the flaws. Although I am always striving to better myself in countless ways, I will not forget to honor the sanctity of my current self. This warrior woman made of fire. Full of the wildest, unrestrained, unconfined passion.
Something wonderful happens when you have the strength to accept yourself and love every blemish.
The world replies, loving you back.
You attract whatever you give. Simple, and absolutely true.
I’ve grown. I’ve learned. I am perfectly imperfect.