I’m going to try the “self help challenge” (see last reblog). I decided to start by posting a photo with my wiry little chihuahua pup who loves me more than I think is healthy most days. <3
Day one: Look in the mirror and say something nice about yourself.
To which I say, while brushing my hair in front of the bathroom mirror, “Effy, you look damn good with Bob Dylan’s face across your boobs.”
First day down. :) And it wasn’t even that hard! I remember trying this back in my sophomore year of college. I’d chant mantras (like “I am beautiful,” which I definitely didn’t believe) in the shower. Silently , of course, because it was a community shower room. Showering was always a time for me to scrutinize myself. To go over every inch of my body and find flaws. I thought the mantras would help, and they did for a while. But self-hatred goes a lot deeper than that, and for me, it couldn’t be undone by reciting a couple sentences over and over alone. It’s only now, after four years, a lot of struggling, and a lot of therapy, that I’m able to stand in front of a mirror and actually mean what I say. It’s a good feeling.