When I look in the mirror I see a girl inside of a woman's body plagued with her own insecurities. I feel the lines under my eyes and around my mouth. I see a few grey hairs here and there and try to pluck them. I touch the stretchmarks that have been present since I was 13. I vow to have a better self image from now on. Negative thoughts will be replaced by positive ones. But as we all know, that's much easier said than done. And if I am seeking acceptance from other people than I need to learn to accept myself first.
Today I looked in the mirror and realized there is a strong, beautiful woman hiding deep within my own body. She told me to be proud for being a woman.