Touch the part of your body you feel insecure about. Just place your hand on it. Don’t squeeze, pinch it, or poke it. Just touch it. Keep this physical contact for a while and mentally send positivity and love to that part. You spend so much time over analyzing it, accusing it, and shaming it, so take a moment to just love it for what it is, at this very moment in time. It is a part of you and it is beautiful. You are beautiful. -annieelainey
My God, Can we please start telling people they are beautiful?
Can it be a rule, can it be a duty of ours to smile at people, genuinely, and to be kind- to help those who express they need help, even if it isn’t spelled out directly?
Can we open our eyes and see what others are going through? Can we see others’ points of views and show some compassion?
There was something that switched in my brain about 5 years ago that told me I’m fucking incredible. Up until 5 years ago, I didn’t know what my future would hold because I didn’t think I’d be happy because I wasn’t happy at the time. I felt worthless and like the ugliest person on the planet who would never amount to anything because that’s what some of my peers told me. Everyday I thank God that something switched, that I saw the light, that I looked in the mirror and decided, I may not ever be beautiful enough on the outside to show how beautiful I am as a person, but that’s okay. Because my exterior shell has nothing to do with the worth and beauty and love I have on the inside waiting to be seen.
If you sit behind your computer and you leave anonymous comments telling somebody to go kill themselves, I feel sorry for you because YOU are the weak one. It’s a shame you were taught to be the way you are.
We need to stand up for one another, even if we aren’t all friends.
To those of you who walk past hundreds of people a day without even moving a muscle to smile and show that you’re an equal, I challenge you to get out of your self centered lifestyle, and start a new one- a compassionate, kind, loving lifestyle where you’re goal in life isn’t just to be fucking awesome yourself, but to get other people to see how absolutely amazing and beautiful THEY are, too.
Can we please stop being so self centered and inconsiderate of the rest of the humans who inhabit the same exact planet you do?
I don’t even care if we have never spoken before. Contact me if you are sad. Contact me if someone made you feel worthless and you need to be told you are beautiful. You are not attention seeking if you are depressed. You are not attention seeking if you express how upset and broken you are. You are HUMAN. My God. You are human.
We’re not supposed to be unbreakable and strong, unaffected creatures. Feelings make us human, experiences and how they effect us make us real; that’s why we’re here.
We need to stop making people feel ashamed and like they don’t belong because they’re different. Who told you that you are now the ruler of the universe and you decide who can stay and who has to kill themselves to rid the planet of their “unworthiness”. Don’t make me laugh. Don’t hold your breath. You do not have that power.
We can’t let anybody have power over us to make us feel worthless. We were all put on this earth for a reason. We are alive- and that for one thing is something to be grateful for. Pain sucks and sometimes we feel like there is no escaping it, but there is. There is a reason for the pain and when you get through it, you will be grateful for it.
Maybe I’m just weird and I love human beings so much to the point where I wish I could reach out and get through to everyone the fact that we are all beautiful and we all have a reason to be on this planet. We need to help each other see our worth and our potential. We cannot belittle one another for our own enjoyment.
I’m not even sorry for this rant taking up your dashboard.
Wake up, Everybody. Treat your neighbor how you’d like to be treated. Or just don’t say anything at all.
But that’s the problem, too. Not saying anything at all. So say something.
<3 More people need to be saying, “I’m here for you” than walking past, or scrolling passing, deciding to “ignore”.
“I’ll be the stars of the night,
I’ll be the birds in circling flight,
I’ll be the trees blowing in the breeze,
I’ll be a butterfly flying with ease,
I’ll be the summer rain,
I’ll be whatever takes away your pain,
I’ll be the flowers blossoming in spring,
I will be in each beautiful thing.”—Olivia Penpraze. (via donteverlookhereagain)