I don’t fit into everyone’s view of what is beautiful … and that’s okay. In fact, it’s better than okay. It’s vital. It is exactly how life is meant to be.
To define our own beauty is to say that our bodies, and how we look, is not for the gaze or consumption of others.
This does not mean we don’t seek changes or improvements and are happy all the time, it means we get to decide what we like about ourselves, and what we celebrate.
It means that if someone does not perceive us as having any value, as set out by their standards, we must remind them that their approval is not required.
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