Some days I wake up and I love my body.. other days I wake up and I hate my body. Every day is different. I remember growing up, I always thought I was super fat but years later I would look at pictures and I would be so surprised that I actually called myself fat on a daily basis. I was so much smaller than I thought I was during that time. It made me realize how distorted we can make ourselves look in our own eyes. Right now, I think I'm the biggest I have ever been and now I'm wondering if I actually am. Maybe I'm just thinking that this is the biggest I have ever been, meanwhile I'll look back 5 years later and realize I wasn't. Love yourself, love your chub, love your freckles, love your scars, love your marks. LOVE IT ALL.
Shout out to the media for destroying and distorting everyone's beloved body images. (sarcasm) And creating a unrealistic expectation of body image. I remind myself to love my body because I love who I am on the inside. So why not love every single flaw, every single part of me.
If we started telling ourselves we love those things that we hate. Our entire worlds would change. Next time you tell yourself you hate something about yourself, say love instead.