Thank you so much! It was a fun experiment that just kind of flowed out of me (at 3am in my notes app, where most things happen haha) Yes... some people and their audacity
This hit me deep ❤️ I love the kind, gentle, loving way you're talking to a part of your body the world teaches us to hate. This is so beautiful and resonates so much 💖
This is beautiful. I want to be here, but I’m not quiet there yet. My body has changed so much in such a short period of time. I’m trying to love it for what it still can do & the joy it can still bring. I try to remind myself that the photos are not for me but for the people who love me as I am, to look at when I’m gone (especially my son), and they they truly couldn’t care less what my chin looks like, just that it’s mine.
Let me say, I am not *always* there... Some days, I don't want to look at myself. Other days, I love what I see. And many days are somewhere in between. I think the point is that we try to see ourselves, period. And you're right; your son just sees the mom he loves. <3
I loved this 🤍
Thank you so much, Eb :')
I love the style of writing here. Unique flow!
But the audacity of that lady telling you how to pose. You were much more kind than you needed to be in that moment <3
Thank you so much! It was a fun experiment that just kind of flowed out of me (at 3am in my notes app, where most things happen haha) Yes... some people and their audacity
The notes app is our BFF at 3 am ;)
love this 🥹 I try to think of mine as being even more pronounced when i’m laughing and happy too :)
Sooo many things we're told to "hate" about ourselves are actually just proof that we're happy and healing and alive
You make my double chin most pronounced and I couldn’t be more grateful ❤️
Makin' me CRY! Isn't it so nice to think of it that way?
This hit me deep ❤️ I love the kind, gentle, loving way you're talking to a part of your body the world teaches us to hate. This is so beautiful and resonates so much 💖
Thank you so much, Niki <3
This is beautiful. I want to be here, but I’m not quiet there yet. My body has changed so much in such a short period of time. I’m trying to love it for what it still can do & the joy it can still bring. I try to remind myself that the photos are not for me but for the people who love me as I am, to look at when I’m gone (especially my son), and they they truly couldn’t care less what my chin looks like, just that it’s mine.
Let me say, I am not *always* there... Some days, I don't want to look at myself. Other days, I love what I see. And many days are somewhere in between. I think the point is that we try to see ourselves, period. And you're right; your son just sees the mom he loves. <3