As children and teenagers, we all have things that we are insecure about. Hell, even when we are adults we stand in front of a mirror and pick ourselves apart. I remember, though, there was a time in during my pre-teen/teenage years where I was especially insecure with certain things on my body.
Whether they were things other kids pointed out (little brats), or things I just came to discover were different than others on my own. I would always do my best to hide them. On those occasions where I couldn’t, I felt I needed to defend them. I hated these parts of me.
What a heart wrenching thought. To “hate” parts of you. Parts that were so lovingly and perfectly created.
As I aged and matured, I would think about this from time to time. I finally hit a point where I made a choice. And it is just that, a choice. That decision was to love these individual, quirky, stamps that were sewn into my stitching, if you will.
I decided to show them off in this post. It is a little more vulnerable, if I am being honest. I have come to really adore these marks and bits, absolutely. However, I have never fully put them on display, all at once, in broad daylight. I’m kind of excited to do so. A proclamation of self love, like I am shouting it from the rooftops.
I wanted this to be raw. So, I didn’t have someone take the pictures for me, I didn’t have on any makeup or turn on any glamorous lighting. I shot these myself, fresh out of the shower, in God’s natural light to show what He created to make me special.
My hope from this is that you would do the same. Learn to love every part of yourself. Every inch. It is unique to you and your body, and that is a beautiful thing.
I refuse to still call these “flaws” as I once did. What about you? Are you going to do the same for yourself?
Love what makes you, you. Love how special your body is. And stop being a hag.