Hello beautiful people!

There have been rounds about body image and self-love now a days and I highly support it. I have been there, I used to hate my body, I constantly criticized myself and always thought of how incompetent I was, only when I should have thought the other way round.

So, today I share my story, about self-love, acceptance and courage. 

When I was young, I had all these chubby cheeks and baby fat like a teddy bear. Childhood was pretty amazing with no labels of being chubby or fat or anything like that. As and when I grew up, I started to realise that my arms were not conforming to the societal image of how they should have been, they were huge.

I used to see girls, in my school, nothing like me, I WAS DIFFERENT.

At first it didn’t bother me much, I used to just ignore it or maybe I didn’t want to accept the fact that I was indeed, different.

People used to mock me about how huge my arms were but I used to just brush them off. I knew that this was affecting me but chose to not talk about it or even just think about it.

The mocking grew and I became insecure.

I stopped wearing clothes with short sleeves because I was insecure about my arms. I always told myself that they are ugly, they make me look fat and I hate them.

This grew to such an extent that even on summery days I used to wear full-sleeve clothes.

I started comparing myself with other girls, tried to fit myself in the beauty standards and always found myself being sad and depressed.

This had to stop. I knew my body deserved love, but I wasnt able to give that love.

It took me time, ALOT OF TIME, to accept of how my body was, and to be happy with it.

I used to look in the mirror, stare at myself for hours and think “WHY AM I LIKE THIS” only when I should have thought, “I AM BEAUTIFUL, THE WAY I AM, AND I LOVE IT.”

I was about to go to degree college/ university and I knew I can’t go like this.

I had zero self-esteem, no confidence and ALOT of insecurity.

I had decided to love my body.

I started reading poems about self-love and acceptance, I used to listen to songs about the same, but, yet somewhere I felt this is not helping me.

Now, this was the time when I was ready to accept my body, and cherish it.

I decided to wear t-shirts and tops with small sleeves again.

It was difficult, so much that I wanted to run away, but I knew I could make it better.

I continued to do what I started and found myself falling in some good place.

I FINALLY DID START LOVING MY BODY.

I wont say it was easy, but I knew I had to.

Loving my body and loving myself has given me immense confidence and courage to stand out in a crowd.

I was no more insecure about my arms, I started to embrace my curves and I knew I too had magic.

People still sometimes mock me, say,

“Your arms make you look so broad”

“Don’t wear short-sleeved t shirts they make you look fat”

“Try doing some arm exercises, it will help you look a little thinner”

But guys, I know my arms make me look broad, I know they are a little heavy than usual but they are mine, they are a part of who I am, they are my identity and I wouldn’t want to change that.

Girls like me, struggle to love their body, EVERYDAY.

I want you all to know that, that is YOU, that is your body, your identity.

Your body is your home. Why wouldn’t you want to love your home?

Nobody has the power to pull you down until and unless you let yourself to do that!

You are beautiful, powerful and capable of LOVING YOURSELF.

 

So, lets learn to accept ourselves the way we are and embrace it.🌸

~Love sukhpreet💗