To the People Who are Struggling to Love Their Own Skin


You've probably heard it a lot. Those words. Just be yourself. As cliché as it might sound, that is how you have to be. Aren't well all just trying to be the best of ourselves? To be that person that we've always wanted to be and create that identity? Maybe that is the reason why we find it hard to love the skin we are in and not finding it the way we wanted.

When you love, you love with all you've got. That's the love we give to other people. But why do we find it hard to give that love to someone who deserves it most - which is ourselves? Sometimes, we create the excuse of being in a relationship despite not being compatible just for the sake of seeking that love we cannot give to our own selves.

But aren't we supposed to try to make the longest relationship that we are to have to work? The relationship with our own selves?

We will never find peace and confidence if we continue to seek what others want us to be. Do not let the idealisms get into you.

We've got to love ourselves in whatever shape or size we're in, under any circumstances. I get that we've been taught to hate ourselves for not being the idea of beautiful. But the people who truly loves us do not love us for what they see. Some people might say that I am only saying this because I am already skinny. Do not have the insecurity of being fat, a face full of acne, a height that they are not proud of, and a lot of things.

Some people may have been graced with the things you wanted for yourself to be, but we have all been cursed with the destruction of insecurity. We all have it, the ghosts that whispers, always saying that we are never good enough.

If there is something that I've realized about failing a lot and being a disappointment for myself is this: We can't always have what we want, and sometimes loving what you've got is more than enough.

We need to forgive who we were, accept who we are, and hope for who we are becoming. Because it is just then that we could be truly be free from being a prisoner of this world's fucked up idealism.




P.S. I just added Lizzie’s TEDTALK because she’s inspiring and a beautiful human being. ♥    

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