Today before I left the house I decided to forgo must of my usual beauty treatments that I talk myself into needing on my face. I slapped some tinted moisturiser on, mascara, and liquid eyeliner and was out the house in ten minutes.
Self-acceptance and I haven’t always been on great terms. I can chalk it up to several teenage issues, but after a while when not being able to accept yourself turns into self-hatred you have a problem. Self hatred is not good for the soul.
A while back I decided I’d had enough of throwing myself a never ending pity party, but that doesn’t mean I’ve come to terms with myself. Until now. Today I looked in the mirror and finally thought: “you know what, you aren’t as bad as you make yourself out to be”.
Yes I have flaws: I bite my nails, I’m a serial midnight snacker, I talk too much, my thighs most certainly touch and wobble and I have this compulsive need to be liked by everyone. There are a lot of things about myself I don’t like but I’m starting to realise there are a lot more things about me that I like and it’s time to start focusing on those. Despite this being one of the most stressful times of my life (exams, supposed graduation if I pass said exams etc) this is the happiest I have ever been for as long as I can remember and finally being happy with myself is probably the main cause.
This is not a post telling to stop using make up, and embrace ‘au naturel’. This is a post telling you to take some time to learn to love yourself. One of the life lessons I’ve learnt is that if you don’t love yourself who will? Self-acceptance is freeing and with it comes a great sense of independence. Yes we do need love and other people to make us happy, but you should also be able to make yourself happy. If you are good to yourself, life will be good to you.