I’ve gained a lot of weight (medication, slowing metabolism, bad habits) and I’ve struggled with accepting it. It’s so easy to let my disordered thoughts take over.

I’ve slowly been getting used to it and being OK with it. Now I’m starting to embrace it! To even love myself.

I realize that it’s not the number on the scale or the clothes size that determines my self worth. It is being able to love all of my perfectly-flawed-ness.

I have hated myself since I can remember. I hated the girl inside and I hated her on the outside. That mindset stuck with me for many years. I didn’t feel worth loving.

I’ll admit it isn’t always easy. But, I’m started to realize my self worth and love me for me. That means all the imperfections as well as all my positive traits.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and I am beautiful just by being me.