So this is my new blog. I should introduce myself and everything but I feel like this will all just be easier and more honest if you get to know me slowly instead of all at once.
In my first post I am going to tell you that for most of my life I have struggled with my self-image. I feel like sometime in third grade I went to bed and got out of it with a super skewed self image. Since then I have always looked back on pictures of myself and wondered how I did not realize that I was beautiful then because I was definitely more unattractive than the me in that photo.
I know for some people this seems weird, but for others this is a very familiar sentiment, maybe too familiar. Luckily, this time is over for me.
In third grade I went to sleep and woke up with a skewed self-image. Three days ago I went to sleep, woke up, cut my hair, and got my groove back.
I know what I see in the mirror now is beautiful and its not because I cut my hair (just a chop job that I did in the bathroom), but because I always have been. Instead of looking back at me two years from now and realizing it when its too late, I'm going to celebrate it now!
The reason I feel like I need to blog about this is that I don't want to lose this feeling. I love loving myself and not being afraid of mirrors. Hopefully by blogging I will be able to keep track the good and the bad moments.
I am so glad that I woke up.
- Jasmine
In my first post I am going to tell you that for most of my life I have struggled with my self-image. I feel like sometime in third grade I went to bed and got out of it with a super skewed self image. Since then I have always looked back on pictures of myself and wondered how I did not realize that I was beautiful then because I was definitely more unattractive than the me in that photo.
I know for some people this seems weird, but for others this is a very familiar sentiment, maybe too familiar. Luckily, this time is over for me.
In third grade I went to sleep and woke up with a skewed self-image. Three days ago I went to sleep, woke up, cut my hair, and got my groove back.
I know what I see in the mirror now is beautiful and its not because I cut my hair (just a chop job that I did in the bathroom), but because I always have been. Instead of looking back at me two years from now and realizing it when its too late, I'm going to celebrate it now!
The reason I feel like I need to blog about this is that I don't want to lose this feeling. I love loving myself and not being afraid of mirrors. Hopefully by blogging I will be able to keep track the good and the bad moments.
I am so glad that I woke up.
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