Let’s talk scars. How many of you have been embarrassed of your scars/stretch marks? How many of you have tired to hide them?
I know I have. Since my Endometriosis surgery I have not been comfortable in a two piece bathing suit because of those tiny scare & the stretch marks on legs. I have always been so self conscious of my body. Any flaw I have I pick apart. We get so caught up in trying to be perfect and look perfect but we fail to realize that nobody is perfect. Every single person out there has at least one thing they don’t like about themselves. It’s normal. But we need to learn to love ourselves and embrace our imperfections.
It has taken me a while to actually come to terms and embrace my body in every way possible. Scars, stretch marks, everything. I’m getting better (still a work in progress) at not trying to hide those things. All of those things make you YOU. This is your story, your book those scars or those stretch marks are just part of your story writen on your body.
A thought to think about: “If only our eyes saw souls instead of bodies how very different our ideals of beauty would be.”
Whether we like to admit it or not we are all guilty of judging someone by their appearance at least once. Too fat. Too skinny. We have become so obsessed with physical beauty that we have forgotten what being beautiful truly means. Beauty is so much more than skin deep.
I’ll take a beautiful kind soul any day over a pretty face.
A person with a gorgeous face but the ugliest soul or a person with a gorgeous soul and not society’s ideal face. Which do you choose?