How do we learn to love and appreciate ourselves without judging our exterior?
You know, I think even the most beautiful people in the world still judge themselves without cause.
We tell ourselves that we are too old, too fat, too skinny, too shy, too different, too poor, too ugly, too dumb, too scared… Too everything!!!!
Our poor brain. How can it cope with all this self loathing?
It can’t!
Eventually we become Depressed from all the negativity we have fed our brain over the years.
Mumsy is someone I follow and care about very much. Reading her post, she was having one of those days where if something was going to go wrong, it did! When the day was over she realised looking in the mirror that things about her body weren’t as they once were and it made her feel down. I wanted to hug her so much and tell her none of that matters and she’s a beautiful person. For some reason, you can’t jump through a computer!*laughing*
So it got me thinking about the whole body image thing and how guilty I am of picking on myself every day.
I don’t care what anyone else looks like, I love them for who they are. So why are we so unkind to ourselves?
I think I weigh myself about 6 times a day! What the? Do I really think it’s going to change that much in a day? No! but it becomes such a psychological nightmare that you’re looking for any change, no matter how small! How huge do we think we really are? Since I was a young girl weighing 45 kilos, I’ve always had body issues. What the hell – 45 kilos and I still didn’t like myself. How distorted is that for thinking? So no wonder now at 44 I think I’m disfigured at 58 kilos! I never look and judge anyone else, so why do I berate myself so much? *Blah*
Medication puts on weight and we all struggle with who we have become- over who we once were.
But you know what? No matter how big or small you are, you’re still you! The same kind, loving, caring,compassionate person you have always been.
This is definitely a psychological thought that we need to change! But how??
Why does it usually take an accident, or something else serious like cancer, before we realise how lucky we’ve always been!
Love you Mumsy! xxx
Paula xx
