So this week I had a different topic I was thinking of writing about, but today at the end of my workout I heard Christina Aguilera’s song Beautiful. Hearing that song got me thinking about that.. Beauty…. the term Beautiful. It is something I was going to eventually to write about but the song struck a chord and I just started writing.
According to Dictionary.com Beautfiul is “having beauty; possessing qualities that give great pleasure or satisfaction to see, hear, think about, etc.; delighting the senses or mind”. Beautiful can be used in many contexts but the most hurtful is never using the word at all.When you do not say it or hear it to most that means you do not feel it. So has someone ever told you you are beautiful? If not that is sad for them. I will tell anyone of you that read this or that I will ever meet or have ever met that YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL.
Something I have learned in my 22 years of life is that you have to learn to love yourself first. When you love yourself you radiate that to everyone around you. This is beauty. The light that is you! Your light protects you from the darkness that is other people tearing you down or that wants to. If you let the darkness win that it will consume you. Your light that is your beauty can withstand the darkness that might come for it you just have to keep letting it shine .
If you are thinking how can “you” feel so strongly and good about herself? Well it did not happen overnight. It has taken time and been a very bumpy road. When I was younger I had very bad self-confidence and self-worth. Most of that stemmed from being verbally bullied at such a young age. I was picked-on on my size a lot. I was big. I had a growth spurt really early in life so I was almost my full height in Elementary School. I also was not skinny. Skinny does not run in my family. I am in a family of curves and thickness. So basically I have hips and broad shoulders.So at my young age this affected me. And as I got older it led to me really not liking myself. I did not love myself at all. All I saw in the mirror was a big girl with chunky cheeks, and long unruly curl hair. My mom and my close friends always told me “Lindsey you are beautiful” but I did not believe them or feel it. My response was always” no I am not”. The change came when I started to take care of myself. I started to eat better but still treat myself and I started to weight lift. Lifting changed me, not just physically but mentally as well. I got stronger.Once I got stronger within myself it showed on the outside. I can say I feel beautiful and mean it. I walk with confidence. I let my true self free. I am ok with being myself. I love myself. The good, the bad, and the ugly. The goofy, the nice, the smart a**ness, “my mom hips”. It is all me. To love yourself, you have to accept it all. Because all of that is your unique light. It keeps shining if you keep it lit. So do what makes you happy, follow your heart, surround yourself with people who make you happy. In the end, to me beauty is are own unique gift that shines in each of us. Beauty is the smile that comes on each of our faces at the end of the day telling us that we are just truly happy. That is beauty…happiness in our own skin! So if you have not heard it yet today, YOU are beautiful
“I am beautiful, no matter what they say, words can’t bring me down”