me to you

your body. your mind. your life.

how do you feel when telling someone your size in clothing? think about it for a moment. if you feel your insecurities come out, why? do you think it’s because you don’t like the size you’re in or you don’t think society likes the size that you’re in? if you find joy in telling people your size, i am also going to ask you; why? are you happy with your body’s physical appearence? do you find that you fit into society’s standard of beauty? are you just a confident person? here, i want to focus on the power of the mind over the body and how we control how beautiful we are perceived to be.

when i was in third grade i transferred from a private school to a public school. at my private school everyone wore uniforms so a persons physical appearance beyond their skin tone and height wasn’t really apparent to me. when i transferred to public school we were allowed to wear our own everyday clothing. It was in that moment that I learned that we’re not all built the same. [Somehow toxicly] in third grade I began to compare others to others as well as myself to others. right away I developed insecurities because i wasn’t the smallest person in my class. new realizations from that year trickled into the mindset that molded my life a.k.a self-deprocation.

i became analytical over celebrities. I would wish to have their perfect skin and their objectively “perfect” body types. what was put onto the runways and what was shown on television also didn’t help my self-esteem. everyone was thin, thin was beautiful and that is what i engraved into my mind. i struggled with liking my appearance throughout elementary and middle school but started to work on liking myself more as I mentally matured in high school. i slowly started to find myself in fashion. i made myself feel prettier with my clothing.

personalties began to carry a greater value and i enjoyed people for who they were. at 15/16 years old, i came to the realization that who i saw someone to be on the inside reflected how i saw them on the outside.

As i grew into myself more, i would start receiving more compliments. i was confused as to why but, i learned that it was just noticeable that I knew who I was. i found that i didn’t have to be this tall and thin female to be seen as attractive. People are attracted to a genuine mind and a kind heart.

as we grew out of grade school and matured (?) in college, it was no longer attractive to be disrespectful or mean to others just because you had a pretty face and a body to match. I learned (and to be honest, I am still practicing everyday) to love my imperfections and the shape and measurements of my body. i learned that there isn’t only one beautiful appearance out there and that people can see past that if you see past it. when i embraced what i had and didn’t keep looking for what i didn’t have, i found a new sense of strength and beauty within myself that couldn’t be taken away.

now, think about your body, your mind and your life. where can i help you get to?