I suffered from dysmorphia for a huge chunk of my life. It truly robbed me of so much, including my peace, time, money, and potential to develop more intimate relationships. Thoughts like, “How can this man love me when there are more beautiful women out there” constantly nagged me.
After a while I decided that I was going to live with this body and face forever so I might as well quit being so harsh to myself.
When I stepped away from the messages the beauty industry puts out with no remorse I realized that there was nothing wrong with me in the first place. I decided that I will be my own beauty standard, and whether the world accepts it or not isn’t my problem.
I choose not to wear makeup, wigs, lashes, acrylic nails, drawn-on eyebrows, and all those other beauty accessories and it is the most freeing thing I’ve done.