They say beauty is only skin deep but who is really the judge of beauty anyway? What classifies one from looking better and more appealing than the next? Who is this judge that so many people break their backs to please? Is it society? Is it the owners of TV land? Or is it the editors of the popular magazines? Either way one shouldn’t look to the world for validation of self. The world will always tell you you’re not good enough. She’s not concerned about your well being, she only wants what she can get out of you. She will suck you dry and throw you away like yesterday’s trash. Somewhere a beautiful girl is starving herself to death because she can’t seem to look like that photoshop lady on the cover of the magazine. She has unconsciously been brainwashed to believe she is unattractive and overweight. She consistently stares in the mirror picturing an obese girl staring back at her, when in reality her skin is hanging on only by the skeletal frame underneath it. Sadly, she cries herself to sleep at night from the quicksand of depression, sucking her into a world of deception and lies. Tears soaked pillows lie beneath her precious head as she weeps from self inflicted pain, starving yet denying herself food due to her own beliefs that she can’t eat. Her mother stands on the sidelines crying because no matter what she does her daughter isn’t hearing her. Why won’t her baby eat? Why is she killing herself slowly? She refuses to bury her child due to something that can be controlled. At night, she sometimes sit on her daughter’s bedside and rub her fingers through her hair while praying for the renewal of her mind. Mirror Mirror on the wall who’s the prettiest of them all? Why do we even compare? Short or tall, skinny or thick, light complexion or a darker complexion, we all are beautiful in our own right. We were created by one who is perfect and He made us “exactly” how he wanted us. Some things we do to ourselves and then complain about it later, such as cellulite but that my dear can be fixed. No need for self hate, instead do the opposite…Self Love! So many people go overboard trying to reach perfection not realizing that perfection doesn’t exist especially where self love is lacked. What is self love? Loving who you truly are, taking care of your beautiful temple and treating it with care and respect. No amount of money for the best surgeons to provide the best implants, injections or botox will replace the fact that you don’t truly love yourself. I’m not against surgery, to each his own but I don’t agree with going to the extreme to make up for something that’s actually a heart problem. Starvation is not self love. Bulimia is not self love, abuse of any kind is not self love. I pray for all of those who struggle with self hate, slowly killing themselves because they can’t seem to get a grip on who they really are. I understand how it feels to feel as if you are the outcast that no one understands, searching for an escape that seems to be out of reach and twirling in a toilet cycle of things you hate doing. Round and round you go, until you’re flushed completely out, the next thing you know you’re back to square one just for the cycle to start all over again, which is why I refer to this process at the toilet cycle. I thank God for a place where I can stand before Him and slowly uncover my exterior to reveal to Him all of my dirt and sorrow while covered in a terrible stench but determined to be cleanse and restored. To all of those suffering from a lack of self love in Jesus name be healed!
Psalm 139:13-16 For you formed my inward parts: you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.