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Are we ugly? Here’s some real talk here ya’ll. Dealing with depression comes with some baggage. One of the main issues is our self-esteem. I’m not even going to sugarcoat this: we think we’re ugly. Like some creature that some scientist would find and proudly proclaim…
“and zis is vhat ve discovered in ze zwamp!” (He has an accent).
I don’t even remember the first time I looked at myself and thought I wasn’t pretty. I have only brothers so I grew up wearing their hand me-downs and playing sports and was the epitome of the tomboy. With my nose stuck in a book and not a care of fashion or the crazy lion’s mane that was my hair.
It most likely started with body image. I was at a sleepover and we were all trying on clothes. I couldn’t get my friends jeans on and the others laughed at me. In fifth grade, girls started making fun of me for my clothes and were more interested in boyfriends. HA! My only friends WERE boys and they had cooties.
When did society start putting it into our head’s that we had to be a certain way? Here I was, a super pale skin, curly haired girl wearing glasses. There were so many days when I couldn’t even LOOK into the mirror. When did I become ugly?
Let me set this straight. There’s nothing wrong with bettering ourselves. Yes, beauty matters on the inside, but good hair doesn’t hurt. When we feel as if we look our best, then our mood improves. You could have freaking purple skin and still be a goddess.
I read somewhere that yes, flowers are beautiful, but so are Christmas lights. We’re all beautiful in our OWN way. Which is probably the most cliched line in history. But it’s the truth.
This is my no makeup look versus when I’m ready. Ya’ll have no idea how hard it was for me to post this. Then I started thinking, why not? It’s still me underneath this cake on my face. And if you don’t like me for my non-makeup face then there’s still a problem with society. We’re beautiful BOTH ways. This post is different than my usual ones. I don’t post pictures of myself and this one is filled with it.
If I want to help others, then I’ll have to set myself out there first. Text Therapy helped me and now it can help you as well.
I encourage all of ya’ll today to go without makeup for ONE day. And go out in public. Go to dinner. Do something. Embrace the light that is YOU. You’re no flowers, you’re the SUN. SO throw some glitter and SHINE.
As always, keep smiling lovelies.
Need More Encouragement? Read 13 Reasons Why You Matter for some good feels