Went up north recently and saw snow! I hadn’t seen snow since I was like 10 and I’m now 17, so it had been a while… I was so amazed at how beautiful it is, and yet people only seemed to complain. I find it sad how sometimes we become so accustomed o something we forget its beauty. It made me think a lot, and its true, here where I live we complain about the heat and the sun… there they complain about the snow and the cold. We seem to always want what we don’t have. Now I’m enjoying the cold when its cold and enjoying the heat when nits hot. No more complaining. There is beauty in everything.
So this is me. For a while, and still on some bad days, I have wanted to change the way I look. And probably like most girls my insecurities arose because of society’s misconceptions of beauty. I wanted to be thinner, fairer, taller… yet I couldn’t. I didn’t understand why i couldn’t be like the beautiful girls… I’m still trying to be ok with me , but everyday I appreciate myself a bit more. I appreciate being different, and yes there are bad days. But good days make it worthwhile.