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Guilty of being a prisoner of the society's perspectives of beauty despite the countless times of seeing/hearing the phrase "Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder". I don't exactly practice what I preach but I'm progressing healthily. As exposure to social media increased, I found myself being more susceptible to bearing low self-esteem, in the past. Don't think I even have to elaborate on the number of god-like faces/bodies we've all set our eyes on. But, I'm becoming more comfortable being in my own skin now as compared to the past. The biggest turning point was when I started making AND seeing changes to my own body that made me realize I can indeed grow stronger & better, physically & mentally. 

And the people who love me, they definitely don't love me for my appearance (my family, gfs and Redbull have all seen the past me who was plump, who had no fashion sense AT ALL, who had the 'pineapple' hairstyle, who had acne & scars conquering my face etc). So instead of feeling insecure of how I look, I'd now rather spend the time on improving who I AM as a person. 

The phase of insecurity, I've been through it and it doesn't feel good to see my dearest her going through the same. All I can tell her is:

"You're beautiful to me,

regardless of your bangs, your long fringe, your untrimmed hair.

Even if you don't wash your hair for days 

(which is gross BUT)

I'll still find you beautiful.

Even after years, 

even when we're old,

even when I can trace the wrinkles on your face with my wobbly finger,

even when there's a piece of green stuck in between your decaying teeth,

I'll still find you beautiful.

Cause I don't care how you look, 

I don't care how you smell,

all I care is I'm too blessed to have you as my siz."

Those who matter won't care about how you look, and for those who care, why should you care about those people who don't matter?