It took me a long time to accept that I am not supposed to please anyone, all I had to do was please my body and myself: I had to let it feel happy.
If we’re being totally honest with ourselves, we’d realise that being kind just because “it’s the right thing to do” isn’t really being kind at all.
What I am is not because of you, I am because of me.
“I wish everyone would see just how magnificent they really are.”
Once upon a time, Whether portly or svelte, I often felt the uncanny need to unearth my net worth
from the digs of others…
What if beauty isn’t what we think it is? What if it’s not internal and external qualities, but it’s just something that permeates everything?
Only in being brutally honest and facing our worst fears, can we reclaim our own true beauty.