It is a rare thing to find a young woman, or any woman, who likes the way she looks.
We always seem to want to fix, tweak, or cover up something about ourselves, no matter the time of day. It is one of the saddest things in the world to me to know that we can’t see the beauty in ourselves – but can we truly be blamed? Within our society today, we are constantly bombarded with unrealistic images representing an “unattainable beauty.” It doesn’t matter the time or space, if there’s a way to belittle women’s looks, it happens.
On top of that, advertisements encouraging us to “love yourself just the way you are!” sandwich the messaging with encouragement to go to the gym and lose a few pounds.
Because, for a woman, true happiness doesn’t exist unless you’re a certain weight or size.
What are we supposed to do? Do we give into this notion that we must look a specific way in order for love, joy, and happiness to come flooding into our lives? How, then, are we supposed to find the courage and strength within our hearts to accept our bodies for what they are, when we are constantly told otherwise?
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I refuse to wait any longer. I have decided that I will not wait to be a specific number on the scale, in order to be happy and to live my life to the fullest. I’m not going to lie to you, it’s tough most days. And it will probably continue to be, especially since the first thought I had about myself this morning was “I need to lose weight.”
It’s a struggle, but I’m still going to look my best and not apologize for any of it.
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I will not wait for the weight to come off my body to rock that dress I saw in the window on sale the other day, and if it comes in my size, even better!
If I have to go up a size so that I’ll look and feel sexy, classy and comfortable, then why not? Life is too short to continuously shroud oneself in baggy layers of clothing, trying to hide away what you’ve been blessed with. Like many things in life, it is often easier said than done, and I too, have had those days where my body confidence was low and I felt so unattractive to the world.
But oftentimes, those feelings are only temporary and all in my head.
This too shall pass.
I believe in the beauty that society refuses to allow us to love. I believe in the women who refuse to wait until they look a “certain” way before they go after what they truly want in life. Because at the end of the day, we are only on this planet for a certain amount of time. Keeping ourselves from doing what we want because we are told not to love the way we look?
Now, that’s what I call a modern day tragedy.