This might sound crazy, but those three little words above have helped me to accept my body more than I ever thought I could.
Just like many other people, I constantly used to notice flaws in my body. I had times when I absolutely hated it’s shape, size, look, everything. But one day, I found myself thinking ‘I have a lot of fat there… and that’s okay’. Since then I’ve always said that to myself, and it’s helped me realise that what other people would see as a flaw does not mean that there is anything wrong with me. I’m not any less of a person if I don’t fit the ideals of other people. The only person’s expectations I have to live up to are my own.
So if you have a bit of extra fat… that’s okay.
If your skin isn’t perfectly clear… that’s okay.
If your hair isn’t dead straight… that’s okay.
If you don’t have a flat stomach… that’s okay.
If you’re short… that’s okay.
If your boobs aren’t a D… that’s okay.
The only person’s expectations that you have to live up to are your own.