Thursday, June 22, 2017

Body Image

This is not going to be one of those posts where I say a bunch of negative things about myself and end with “but I love myself anyway!” This also isn’t me trying to get attention by saying negative things about myself in the hopes that people will say nice things about me. This is just me, as raw as it comes.

I’ve always been one to compare myself to others in every aspect of my life, but especially when it comes to appearances. No matter how often people tell me how beautiful I am, I can’t help but think about how there are people that are prettier than me. Clearer skin, more toned legs, flatter stomach, more voluminous hair, etc etc etc. I’m trying so hard to love the body that I’ve been given since I’m lucky enough to be blessed with good health, but I’m always going to want what I don’t have.

A lot of my poor perception of myself comes from social media. As much as I hate to admit it because I love them, platforms like Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, and Facebook are absolutely terrible for your mental health. You can get stuck in a loop of checking each one and obsessing over someone else’s hair, clothes, lifestyle, etc. I do it all the time. Seeing all these girls on Instagram with their perfect makeup and trim bodies makes me hate myself to a degree that’s hard to put into words. I know that looks aren’t everything and they shouldn’t matter, but I’m only human. I try to remind myself that God made me the way I am for a reason, and that just because I don’t look like them, doesn’t mean I’m ugly. But reminders only go so far.


I rarely ever post selfies because I rarely ever take a selfie that lives up to my ridiculously high standards. My smile looks too forced, one eye is squinting more than the other, there’s a zit on my chin that no filter can cover up, etc. I can’t help it. I will always be my harshest critic. I’m trying to run more and lift weights and do some abs, but I don’t have the mental or physical energy to be consistent enough for it to make a difference. I would love to be able to accept my body as it is, but as of right now, I don’t have the mental capacity to do that.