This is not an original image, but I saw it over at Roni’s Weigh and just had to share it here, since it is so on-message, I think, with my blog, too.
Talk about a powerful message.
I read it several times and let it sink in. So often (ok every day), we’re bombarded with images that make us feel like we’re not good enough, not thin enough, not pretty enough. That we aren’t ok how we are. Ads tell us our skin is too splotchy, it’s not dark enough, we have “thunder-thighs” and we’re covered in “unsightly” cellulite … (ok, what woman DOESN’T have it?!)
We can choose to be bold and ignore these images and say, “I’m ok with not being a size X” and “I love my thick, muscled calves.”
Or we can look at magazines, movies, images and hate on ourselves, wasting hours of our day in a narcissistic bubble. What does that solve? Does it make us any nicer, kinder, smarter, richer?
No, no, no and no. How do I know? Because I’ve been there, I’ve done that. And maybe you have, too.
What do we learn? I learned all it does is fuel the obsession even more.
The trend for this week on my blog seems to be trusting in ourselves, and I thought this quote was both appropriate and brutally honest … and beautifully tragic too.
How about you? What does this quote mean to you?