It touches its skin…
Hahahaha! I swear I cannot even take myself seriously with these blog titles hahaha but honestly its so much fun seeing what my mind comes up with in the spur of the moment when I write these lol So here’s another mind dump that I felt I needed to share lol
Anyways… lets get back on track…
Have you ever like felt your skin?
Ok but really have you? The bumps on my skin and lumps of my cellulite I find when I do don’t really bother me anymore like they once did. The imperfection my body is is truly one of great design. I was created anew with each life I brought into this world, my body shifting and changing to accommodate and nourish another living being. It’s truly awe inspiring when you actually think about it. My skin stretched as my children grew within my womb and now I have these marks on my skin forever showing the life I’ve lived and the life I've brought into this world...
Way back when I would count them in fear and view them as a loss. I had a different view of beauty back then, I often wish I could go back to those times when I needed the me I am today. Give those versions of me the love I needed and guide them bit by bit into the woman I am now. And who knows? Maybe that’s what has been happening this whole time.
But really, when was the last time you touched your skin? Felt your soft belly or closed your eyes and felt your face. And just appreciated yourself the way you are. How can you not love the very thing that makes you the living being you are. Touch can be very healing in accepting and appreciating the body you have. And really appreciate all that your skin does on the daily and really love the skin you’re in. hahaha I know this is kinda all over the place and you’re like bro why skin hahah im just putting down what’s in my brain over here lol
I know not many people would agree with me and that’s totally fine, but I promise there’s nothing wrong with the way you look, and beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
I remember my mom telling me that when I was in middle school and I honestly didn’t even fully comprehend what that meant. But now as an adult who’s literally fought with myself trying to be something I wasn’t meant to be, it holds a deeper meaning now.
So I guess what I’m trying to say is this…
Be yourself, accept and appreciate yourself and most importantly treasure yourself like a pirate would his gold 🫶🏻
-This Healing Bitch
