I am certainly not as young as I once was, my face and body show the age as it comes.
I may not be as thin as I once was, but this came a lot more from not taking care of myself than doing so on many aspects. I wore stress very badly, I was living a lifestyle of trying to be wanted and loved instead of wanting and loving myself. Sure I miss being thinner, but I have to love me first no matter what.
I may not be as beautiful in some people’s eyes, as I once was, but what can I say besides the first two change a person. but I can promise that the only thing that changes on the inner beauty is my wisdom and courage. My heart is still pure. My feelings are still mine, and that beauty will always be me.
So, while I may have my days where I wish I looked as I did even 3-4 years ago, I know I have to love me for what’s on the inside and if others can’t because of the outside that is on them. My qualities are attractive and intimate in themself. Because at the end of the day, even with a bag on my head, a trash bag on my body, I am still who I am. Beautiful in my ways, inside and out.