aeon-fux:

this picture is probably mundane to most of you, or maybe even ugly, but there’s something about it that I really like. It’s rare that I look at a picture of myself and legitimately feel beautiful. Usually I’m going through the motions and ‘faking it til I make it’ like a lot of others seem to be. But there used to be a time where seeing my own profile would made me cry. I felt so ugly that I often had a hard time leaving my own room, let alone my house at all. I equated being fat with being ugly, and I had a hard time accepting my body. I’ve always been fat, but I ended up on a medication to treat my mental illness that caused extreme weight gain so I went from ‘kinda fat’ to ‘actually fat’ very quickly. I felt like I took up too much space, and was too big to be allowed anywhere. It has been a long journey, but I think I am finally starting to see what I ‘should’ be seeing when I look in the mirror: a beautiful, fat person who is trying their best and who is allowed to exist in this body because they are alive.