The hating trap

It's my little brother's birthday today, so Happy birthday!

The other day I decided I would speak out about something I hate. I'm sure you have heard it all before and that you will probably just readthe first few sentences of this post then snort and click the little red cross in the top right corner of the page. However, I urge you to read on. Give me a chance, then click delete!

I have always been incredibly lucky to have a family telling me to be true to myself, to love myself, to recognise the qualities I do have and celebrate what I am blessed with. I know that it is because of this, that I have always been strong when it came to body hating and 'fat talk.' I hear my friends all the time going on about how ugly they are, how they hate their legs/stomach/hair/eyes/skin/arms/shoulders etc. You name it, they hate it.

It bothers me so much that they do this because of course, these girls are the most gorgeous girls you will ever see. While they go on about how enormous their nose it, they forget to look at their beautiful brown eyes and their incredibly kind heart. They are amazing yet they find fault in flaws that don't even exist.

I encourage everyone reading this to not dismiss this post as a pathetic rambling that has been said 10000 times before. It has been said 10000 times, I know, but this time stop and think.

Try and see yourself through you best friends/boyfriends/Mums/significant other's eyes. It's not boasting to recognise that you have the most gorgeous hair, it's not boasting to recognise that you have the most amazing artistic skills in the country. Me? What do I have? I work hard and push myself when it hurts, and that is something I am very proud of. Oh, and I have killer hair! For those who wish to, I would love to hear why you are amazing. Let me know why you are wonderful because you really are!

No negative talk allowed!