Self Image

Being a woman (actually, just being human), self image is something I struggle with on a daily basis.  There is so much pressure from TV, social media, and even our own friends and family, to have the perfect body.  If your hair isn't the right color, or your thighs are too big, or your or you have too many freckles, or your skin is too pale (honestly, I could go on forever) someone is going to let you know.  Whether they do it politely or not, that's another story.

I read this post the other day (Thought Catalog) and it really struck a chord.  It really is hard to love ourselves when the world is constantly telling us that we're not good enough.  And the irony is, the world tells us to be ourselves.  But, wait...don't REALLY be yourself...be what you're expected to be.  Whoever decided what the ideal is?  I'd love to meet that person.

So, what is the real idea of beauty?  I still like to subscribe to the idea that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  If you look in the mirror and like what you see, then screw the world.  Screw the last person who told you that you needed to smile more or you shouldn't wear those clothes because they made you look fat.  We honestly need to learn to be comfortable in our own skin.  There is no perfect person, we can only try to be perfectly content with who we are.