Sloppy Diva: May 2015

Friday, May 15, 2015

What's the deal with all those selfies, you narcissist !

I take selfies just like anyone else does. Maybe less than pretty girls, but enough to make me blush if someone accidently swipes past my cat pictures on my phone.

I don't mind other people taking selfies at all, but just like those glossy magazines, i feel they're not for me to take. I have no right to take pictures of myself, because i'm not allowed to like how I look.

It's not even about me feeling pretty. I take selfies in humbling moments, as well as in moments when i actually feel something looks right about me. So there's not really a point in giving other people the freedom to take them and not be emarassed about them and believe that I'm not allowed to, is there?

There's a lot of things im these pictures that I'm deeply ashamed of. Especially no.2 (the one taken in my bedroom). I'm laying on my bed while the sun is still shining. Depressed, with a dead plant and a mess on the cupboard behind me to symbolise it. On the wall there are pictures of my horse riding days. The best days of my life which i'm not able to live out anymore because I'm so fat i'm extremely embarressed to even dream about rinding anymore. The sun fills my room. And I couldn't care less.

These picture make me feel extremely vulnerable. They show my flaws and they show me embracing my flaws and there's nothing more terrifying to me. That's exactly why I need to share them with the world.

No one should feel ashamed of being okay with their flaws. Not even me.