I have a confession to make, I sometimes stare in the mirror and pick myself apart. I see all the things the world doesn’t deem beautiful and sexy, all the wrinkles, stretch marks and scars.

Learning how to love yourself is one of the hardest things I have ever experienced.

We all have an internal self-portrait and that is created by the way we feel about who we are.

Some days are amazing and the high of it is the best feelings ever. Like you can take on the world. You feel confident, sexy and beautiful…….. till a low hits you hard and your body dysmorphia is at an all-time high. You look in the mirror and want to scream. You see a short pudgy length of a stomach, long demon like fingers and so much more. You want to set the world on fire because you hate how you feel and look that day.

This affliction looks like “normal” self-esteem issues. Yet it destroys the averages person’s happiness in so many ways. It feeds off your fears, anxiety, and vulnerability.

Then a new day starts and you’re starting the process all over again. The highs, the lows, the anxiety, and the anger. The feeling like you’re crazy because you question if it’s all in your head….

I’ve learned throughout this process to be gentle with myself. Even on the hard days I will find something I love about myself and run with it. Every day is a new day, another chance to learn how to love yourself. All of you.