YourBody.yourmind.yourlife.

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 that it’s because you don’t like the size that you’re in or you don’t think that 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 o 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 were were allowed to wear our own everyday clothing. that was the first time that i noticed bodies, their shapes, and started to compare others to others as well as myself to others. it built up insecurities for me right away because i wasn’t the smallest size in my class. new realizations from that year trickled into the mindset that molded my life. i would notice celebrities more and their body types, what was put onto the runways and what was shown on television. everyone was thin, thin was beautiful and that i what engraved into my mind. i struggled with liking my appearance all throughout elementary and middle school but then started to work on it in high school. i slowly started to find myself as a fashionista. i made myself prettier with my clothing. from there i started to notice personalties and how i enjoyed people for who they were. at 15/16 years old, I came to this new realization. this was, that who i saw someone as on the inside reflected how i saw them on the outside. i made an abundance of friends throughout high school and i noticed that it was because people found a sense of comfort in me. they found comfort in how kind i was and my open/judge free mind. in time i had people calling me beautiful and i was confused as to why but i learned that it was because my soul and my mind was beautiful. i found that i didn’t have to be this tall and slim female to be seen as attractive. my body was looked past. as we grew and matured, it was no longer attractive to be disrespectful or mean to others just because you had a pretty face and a body to match. this taught me to love my curves and my shape. i learned that there isn’t only one beautiful body type 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 do you want to get to?