Granted it has taken me a little while to get to this feeling. Good gravy, I am lying I am still not completely to this point; I still sometimes feel the need for outside confirmation that I am looking pretty each day. I do have it easy, having a boyfriend and all, but that doesn't give me the excuse to depend solely on his kind words to have a great day. Each and every one of us has to find a happy place, a place inside where we feel genuinely pleased about how we look in the mirror. We need to be okay with ourselves through thick and thin; not cave under the heavy pressures of magazines, TV shows, and other girls.
So, I could rant about this for three or four more paragraphs but for your benefit I will cut myself short and give you a quick tip that I learned from the great Angela Liddon that helped me turn my focus in the right direction. I strongly encourage you to run to your closet right now! YES! That means now! Go and grab all of the pants you own; whether it be jeans, yoga pants, (yes, even the Victoria Secret one's with the sequins!), corduroys, and gym shorts and Sharpie out the number. Then, in it's place right the word "healthy." The size you are right now, whether it be a low, high, or middle weight, is what you weigh and it's just a number, like your pant size. We are not labeled by the number inside our pants (that no one but us sees!) we are labeled by how our body is functioning and if it is functioning healthily. I know this post probably seems like a quick jumble of thoughts that I half-heartedly shared with you guys, but it is, in fact, something I feel very strongly about. So, seriously, run to your closet! Now! Run, Forrest! RUN!