I just wanted to take some time to write this post about acceptance. What I mean by acceptance is accepting yourself, flaws and all, for who you are. I have always had anxiety over my appearance because of the way people treated me while I was younger. I hated my flaws (and still kind of do) and desperately did what I could to change them. I straight-permed my frizzy wavy hair, I shaved my too hairy arms, and I hid behind my hair because "my nose is the size of Jupiter." (As Georgia said in Angus, Thongs, and Perfect Snogging). I was young and naive and just wanted to fit in. I wanted to be treated like my peers and not be called names associated with my flaws. I believe these taunts and insults contributed greatly to my depression and my lack of self-worth. However, once I accepted myself for who I am, all I could do was laugh at the insults. I know I'm never going to have silky smooth hair, arms that don't grow hair, a nose the size of a button, a flat toned stomach, or boobs that aren't as flat as a twelve year old boy's chest. However, I accept myself for who I am. I am unique and I am me. While yes, I still flat iron my hair, contour my nose to the best of my amateur ability, and workout here and there, I accept myself. Nothing anyone says or does can change that. Remember, you are beautiful. You are your own person and as long as you accept yourself, who cares what other people think? People still come at me with comments about the size of my big ass nose, but you know what? I don't give a flying fuck. Yeah, I hate the size of my nose and know it's enormous, but I'm okay with it. If I were to do something as drastic as getting a nose job, then I'd only be giving in to those who insult me. I'm fine with who I am and if people can't accept that, then I don't need that in my life. If you're going to message me out of nowhere talking about my big ass nose, you best believe I'm just going to roll my eyes and laugh. If you're so petty to think that making a comment (especially when it's been months since we've talked), a cheap shot at my looks are going to break me, you're wrong. As hard as it can be to remember sometimes, I am beautiful and I am strong. I want you all (or whoever is reading this) to remember that. You are strong and you are so fucking beautiful. You don't need to rely on those who don't matter, who try and tell you who or what you are. Yeah, you may be flawed, but that's okay. Aren't we all?