What is the first thing you do when you see a photo of yourself? Admire how happy you look? Or do you look for flaws and list all the things you dislike about yourself? I decided to have photos taken for my blog, and it’s the first time in a long time that I’ve sat down and looked at a hundred photos of myself. I’ve had more than a few moments where I click to the next picture and think, “I didn’t realize I look like this” or “I thought my stomach was smaller than that”. In the past, my knee jerk reaction would have been to immediately hit delete. Hurry, hurry! Delete, delete! Hide all evidence of current size!
Because if there’s no photo proof, then it might never have happened, right?
I don’t think that my old self would have ever believed that I could look at myself right now, and truly love myself in my current skin. But I have to say that I do! It’s such a relief to finally love myself. To accept and embrace all of myself, as I am. To view my imperfections, not as imperfections at all, but rather as all the bits that make up who I am on this day.
I still don’t love every picture, but now my first instinct isn’t to tear myself down. Instead, I look for the things I love. And when I find ones that shock me a little, and I revert to my old way of thinking for a moment and pause to wonder what other people will think of me, but then I stop. I used to hold this possible outside judgment with the highest regard, and let me tell you, it was never positive. However, my new thought pattern tells me to allow myself to be seen. To ignore the haters, because I don’t care about them. I want to show the world how I’ve learned to love myself, and encourage everyone else to do the same!
So the next time you’re scrolling through photos on your phone and you see a picture of yourself and your finger heads for that trashcan button, please stop. Ignore your double chin, and admire your smile and how the sun is shining on your shoulder. You are beautiful. Love yourself for the perfectly imperfect person that you are