be content with my body

have expressed discontent with how they look. It’s kind of depressing…I’m really sorry to hear about that, you know? :( It kind of makes me want to put myself under evaluation again. I don’t hate myself but I don’t love myself either. I am, as this goal says, content.

Now if only I’d exercise, I’d be more content :).

“If we cannot end now our differences, at least we can help make the world safe for diversity.”
- John F. Kennedy

You can hate your body forever, but how much fun would that be? You’re awesome the way you are. Seriously. You have friends and family (or one if not the other) who care about you. You really do. You have people who care who you might think don’t care.

For me, I think it was realizing that hey, I’m not perfect (and never will be) but I’m fine with that. It’s realizing that hey, my new haircut makes me look great (despite my usual complaints about my looks) and this particular outfit (whatever it is) is fantastic. Put it together and I feel like superwoman, ready to take on the world. You know?

Find the little tricks that boost your self esteem about your appearance. And on and on, you’ll start to just feel better more often. For me, my ritual of lip balm, lipstick and then lip gloss makes me feel LOADS better about myself. Wearing my favorite jeans makes me comfortable with who I am. Throwing on a pair of heels onto a casual outfit spices it up and makes me feel taller, so I feel maybe more like striding somewhere instead of slouching. :)

Do things that make you feel sexy, that make you love you. Don’t let other people affect you too much. Listen only to the positive people! Seriously.

a lot of girls struggle with body image, i’m one of them. it started in 8th grade when i lost an incredible amount of weight. it went downhill from there, i was disgustingly skinny and not myself to say the least. i had to go to an eating disorder doctor which helped me some. i gained about 10 pounds and i felt perfect then..5’5’’ 110 pounds. i loved my doctor but hated going. it was so nerve wracking sitting in the doctor’s office waiting for the nurse to come in with the gown so i could undress and get weighed. my doctor would get nervous if i only lost a 1/2 pound..but i guess it’s his job.my parents were on my ass all the time shoving food done my face which made it very hard to cope.i’ve had my ups and downs over the past 5 years, losing and gaining weight. right now i’m at a healthy weight. i don’t want anything more in life than to feel comfortable in my own skin.