Journey of self acceptance

 

I've gotten to the point in my life
where I can look at myself completely naked.


I can see my tummy and my roles
I can see my stretch marks and my scars
I can see my cellulite and my leg stubble
I can see my split ends and my pimples
I can see my stockiness and the crookedness of my teeth


I can look at myself totally naked, see all those things,
and still think myself lovely.


I have imperfections
I have flaws.
And I am beautiful.