Feel free to click the exit button now. No hard feelings.
Statistics say that roughly 91% of all women struggle with some sort of body image issue and I am no exclusion. Anyone who knows me, knows that the reflection I see in the mirror is no where close to what I actually look like. I have such a distorted view of myself, so much so, that when people compliment me, I sometimes wonder if they are just blowing smoke, because I have no idea how they could actually think I'm "pretty, beautiful, gorgeous, stunning, etc." My body image issues and low self-esteem is something I have struggled with for as long as I can remember. However, since starting this journey of becoming the best me possible, I have had less "bad days" and more "good days." I'm starting to find what I do like about myself (inside and out), but the "bad days" are still there and they affect me more than the "good days". The last couple of weeks have been a "bad day" for me. I've been feeling like I work my butt off for very little result, and that no matter how much I change my body, I still won't be happy with myself. I let the way I see myself physically affect the way I see myself as a person. In some distorted way, I've always thought that being skinny and pretty would automatically make me loved and wanted by others. I have equated outward appearance with my worth. I've often caught myself thinking, "it doesn't matter if I am a loving, funny, smart, giving, and down-to-earth person. All that matters is the way I look. That is all people, especially men, care about."
The flood of negative thoughts are completely detrimental to any positive progress I have made on my self-image. Satan is trying to bring me down, and you know what, it is working. I can't see that I have already lost 30lbs and have gained a new healthy lifestyle. All I can see is that I am nowhere near my goal, and it seems completely impossible to reach. It is in moments like this, when it is so important to remember that I have a God who is more powerful than the enemy could ever fathom to be. Slowly, and day by day, God is bringing me out of the darkness and showing me that I am worthy, wonderful, and BEAUTIFUL. I may not be society's or some man's standard of beautiful, but I AM GOD'S STANDARD of beautiful.
" I praise You, because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. "
Psalms 139:14 (NIV)
God has made me [and you] in His image, and how dare I criticize His work. He placed every hair, freckle, muscle, vein, blood cell, etc. with the utmost precision and design. He created ME!! He thought I was worthy enough to bring me into existence and mold me into the woman I am today. A woman who is striving to be a better version of herself [physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually], and I am sure as hell not going to let the enemy defeat me. I am going to let God pick me up of the ground, dust myself off, and keep trucking along! I AM WORTH IT. I am worth feeling beautiful and amazing... and with God's help, I WILL get there!