I don't know how old I was when I decided to wage war against my face-- hiding behind side bangs and side parts, afraid for the rest of the world to notice how the right side is smaller and sags just a little lower. How ugly for eyelids to not be symmetrical, for lips to be a few millimeters off. It didn't take long for the battle to spread to the rest of my body.
In 2016, I crossed enemy lines, held out an olive branch, and learned to slowly love myself. Look at me here, middle part with my hair pushed back thinking "that's not so bad." I'm also not so bad, as a person.
Today is Valentine's Day and if there's one thing you should do (today, or for the rest of your life), it's to put yourself first. My mom spent 30 years of her life putting her kids and her husbands' needs before hers and I was witness to the misery. People always leave, so treat everything preciously but form no emotional attachments to anyone except yourself. 🖤