I never found myself as someone beautiful. There was always something wrong with how I looked. Whether it be my nose being too big, my crooked smile, or how I felt too skinny.
I've spent my whole life searching left and right for a reason to find myself beautiful.
I found nothing.
But I'm learning that self-confidence doesn't mean I find myself wonderful. It means that despite the struggle, I'm learning to accept this vessel that I call home.
Because in the end, we aren't remembered for how much makeup we wore, the pounds on our body, or the physical features we're dissatisfied with.
In the end, we are remembered for the things we did that mattered: the people we touched, the goals we accomplished, and the light that we spread around us.
And with that, I'm finding who I am on the outside more beautiful as well. I don't feel as ashamed when I look in the mirror. I'm realizing that my genuine smile lights up my entire body.
For once yesterday, I felt truly beautiful inside and out.
I felt happy with myself. I couldn't stop smiling in pictures. I kept thinking "Is this what it's like to feel content with being yourself?"
I don't expect this to happen all the time. And if it hasn't happened to you, keep going. It took me five years to finally feel this way and it's been worth every step of progress in this positive direction.
Not everyday is easy and not everyday feels worth it but trust me, it is.
-I wrote this to document how proud I felt to be who I am and to remember that though all my days won't feel this great, another one will come again.
Don't forget to love yourself too as you're going about your day today.
Love, Sierra xo