A figure eight , fair skinned, white glowing teeth, long hair acne free, pimple free, spotless , plump lips, pumped and curvy body, that is the idea of beauty. You’d be surprised by what people’s definition of beauty is.

I am not going to be a spiritual monk, by telling you that true beauty resides in the heart and attitude of a person, because no one actually cares this days. If she is pretty then she is worthy enough to be seen with you.

I hear body shaming, I see people taking surgeries to change one thing or the other, to improve and to feel more confident. I just wonder sometimes, why people have to do this? But then Someone will say, “you don’t know how it feels to be insulted and mocked” , ” you aren’t as ugly as I am” or perhaps, ” you don’t know how it feels”…. Trust me I don’t, because anyone who dared to insult me got a straight punch their face (just kidding 🤭). I probably don’t know how it feels, but I sure understand, maybe just a tiny weensy bit.

Once when I was in my first year of highschool, a boy in my class walked up to me just to tell me that my mouth was smelling😖😨😓😫…. That hurt badly, and I must admit, I was speechless, I felt choked up, my brain couldn’t process the information yet I felt the brunt, my loud out spoken, sweet comeback mouth was speechless, she had nothing to say, she was dumbfounded, so I understand maybe not in your aspect but I do, even if it’s just a tiny bit. To be with your entire class, chatting in a area where everyone was listening, surrounded by the male empire, one walked up to me and said “shut up please, your mouth is smelling” that hurt my ego, my pride, my self esteem, I, someone who was cold and considered heartless felt like crying, I felt burnt and speechless… I don’t know if you have felt that way before or even worse, but I learnt something that day..

“only words that I let hurt me, can hurt me” I heard those words and I let it hurt me, even though I had perfectly brushed my teeth, and maybe even sprayed minty breath, no one else had complained, maybe my teeth wasn’t the best for a model dentist work, but it wasn’t bad enough to the extent that I was insulted, I let it hurt me and so it did.

“When we ourselves, do not know what true beauty is, who are we to call anything ugly” – Lia

Beauty is being able to love yourself, accept yourself and believe that those things society call flaws are what makes your different and beautiful!

Don’t let the app filters define you, don’t make a plastic fake of yourself, you love make up , use it, but don’t ever be ashamed of how your look without the concealer amd mascara…. You my dear are beautiful when you dare to accept that you are , when you fall madly in love with yourself, then , you are beautiful.

Personally I proudly say, I am the most beautiful person I have ever seen, call it pride by I don’t care, all I care is what I think of myself, and i think that I am beautiful! If iu wait for someone to tell you that your are beautiful then you wait in vain, because tongues are sweet when the lips moves sweetly! .

Dude A: Lia you are beautiful, simply perfect

Me: yes I know! Mama made sure I tell myself that every morning.