Importance of a positive self image part 3

I totally get it now. People often spew regurgitated information that they heard or read. Information that has been jargon-ed, buzz worded, condensed, processed and refined for the media masses. Often this is no fault of society, I mean what's the harm in making the pill easier to swallow if it brings the issue to the level of public awareness? Too bad that this process that often aides the masses to be in "the Know", simultaneously helps people completely miss the point.

Take Dove Soap big push for body image acceptance in young women. Girls are bombarded with the moral but often never learn the lesson. They are told to "Love your body", but nothing comes that easy and without the hard knocks to get you to understand what that really means. But now... I totally get it.

For years I carried an insecurity that I could not truly explain why it existed or controlled me. I just knew as time went on year after year I became more and more... "uncomfortable in my skin". Was it my hair, my skin, my eczema? What about my weight or oversized breasts? I can't honestly said it was all attributed to just one thing, but what I can say is that I totally get it now.

I understand that societies fleeting images of what beauty has been proven to be fickle, unreliable and impossible to achieve. In addition to this external indecisiveness, regardless how perfect you seem... internally YOU will always find the flaws, not the media or anyone else. No matter how closely you fit the ideal, it's never enough.

To whom? To you!

This is why the "beauty standard" is unobtainable. People have always had a tendency to be indecisive in their desires, then pretend that they knew all along what they wanted. Self image, confidence and comfort in your own skin relies heavily relies on this...

Know what you want for yourself, then realize the goal is to be beautifully YOU.

What does this mean? It means stop chasing facades from the imagination of others and create your own image to pursue. Realize that the image you create should be simply and comfortably you. Realize that you fit the standard of what you should be perfectly and like no other. Until you can honestly say, "I fit my standard and I'm okay with how I look, act and feel" you will continue to question your "self". When you can finally say those words and truly believe it, you will be able to "feel yourself" flaws and all, with no doubt, no question that you're doing the damn thang. People will see this in you, you will no longer cower with intimidation, nor will you ever feel less than others again. You will see everyone as what they are... equals. You will recognize those who lack this understanding and you will know their pain. You will see that you were set free simply by being able to be "okay" with who you truly are.

And how did I get to this place in just a span of a few months?

I got a breast reduction, but this change of my body was not what opened my eyes. It was much more than than that. My back killed me lugging around those two "J"-cup boobs and I was hoping for relief physically and psychologically. My breast made me feel so uncomfortable with the way I looked. I saw myself as a shapeless fat lump. When the breast were removed I felt normal again. However, it didn't stop there. The first time I saw my scars I was scarred. I mourned my smooth scarless skin. Then shortly after I realized I could wear all of my old clothes again, I didn't look like a Booby-Blob anymore and my breast are perky now.

Suddenly, the fact that I have extensive scars didn't matter. Nor did the fact my belly and legs looked a little chubby, or my eczema on my skin. It didn't matter I just got a jacked up hair cut... All of these things just didn't mean a damn thing anymore. At that moment I just accepted my flaws because I realized my own perfections. The two together canceled out and I was just balanced... I was just okay with me, Comfortable in my skin. And now I laugh, because no one can tell me nothing and I'm truly feeling who I am... perky breast, scars, fat belly, beautiful cheek bones, fat face, slanted eyes, eczema scars, luscious lips... I am my own standard, I am who I am, I'm perfectly fine with that... Now I only make changes for me. I am not pressured by what others think I should be, nor am I concern with what others may think.

I am perfectly me and I'm "okay" with that.