Here a spikelet-hair got out of the common strands and tickled the blush on his cheek. The dimple on the side of the lip has become a little brighter and gently gathers when you smile at the reflection.
Let yourself "feel" it!
Earlier, a black lump of hatred grew in my chest: towards the body, reflection, myself. Every time, going to leave the house, I cried from powerlessness, because the girl in the mirror was so different from the image in my head.
But I continued to grab onto the outside: "I'll be better" if the collarbone is exposed, when the weight becomes 10 kg less ... I just need to stop eating.
Until I realized that real changes begin inside.
Now I love every "imperfect" part of myself.
Every time, squinting slyly and looking at myself in the mirror, I mentally accept every detail. Tiger color on the chest and thighs.
Constellations of moles on the cheeks and collarbones. The eyes are amber with small droplets of the color of spruce branches.
Smooth borders and a soft touch of fingers along the folds on my stomach - I close my eyes, touch, I'm not afraid to expose my body and soul.
A couple of years ago, I thought the body was my prison.
And only now I realized that the body is my dearest home !!!
How do you feel about your body?