Bridget’s confession

Bridget’s confession

IMG-20170615-WA0011It started with a forehead pimple and ended with me sitting on my bedroom floor (or laying, depends on how many zits decide to pop up) eating an entire bucket of caramel ice cream while listening to the audio version of ”How To Be a Woman” by Caitlin Moran. Yes, I used to be thàt chick.

Living up to society’s expectations of beauty is no picnic. Luckily, after years of doubting myself, I have finally managed to find peace with the way I ”look”. Better than that, I stopped comparing myself to other girls. They say comparison is the thief of joy, but for me it was more of a soul-sucking, gut-wrenching process. It took half of my twenties and several setbacks to get rid of the many unhealthy habits I was practicing. Starving ourselves in order to look stereotypically ”hot” is nonsense. Same goes for undergoing painful medical procedures because we believe changing our appearance will make us ”acceptable”. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for self-improvement and believe people should do whatever the fuck they want to be happy.

The difference is in the intention though. Do we exercise and get hair-extensions because we thoroughly enjoy it? Or do we do it because we feel like we have to? I do ”girly” things because I like it and it brings me joy. Some people meditate, I like to sit in front of a mirror and paint my face. To each their own 😉 So love yourselves ladies, because beauty is subjective and the right person will think the sun shines out of your ass regardless of how you look.’IMG-20170615-WA0012

‘In a society that profits from your self-doubt, liking yourself is a rebellious act.” Even though it will take you a couple of mental breakdowns to get there, it’s totally worth it. Until next time buttercups!



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