12/10/2026
This morning I stepped out of the shower and caught my reflection.⠀
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For a moment, I just looked.⠀
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The body I’ve spent so much time judging.⠀
The lines on my face.⠀
The softness around my stomach.⠀
The scars, the marks, the bits I’ve wished were different.⠀
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And I wondered what might happen if, I stopped picking myself apart.⠀
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Maybe it starts there.⠀
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Not when you finally love everything you see.⠀
Not when you reach a certain weight or size.⠀
Not when you look the way you think you’re supposed to.⠀
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But when you can look at yourself without immediately finding something wrong.⠀
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When you can hold your own curves with kindness.⠀
Trace the lines on your face and see a life lived.⠀
Look at your body and recognise everything it has carried you through.⠀
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There are so many stories we’ve been taught about what a woman should look like.⠀
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The freedom is deciding we don’t have to believe all of them.⠀
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So when you want to look away, stay with the girl in the mirror a little longer.⠀
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You don’t have to love everything you see.⠀
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Just try not to turn away from her.⠀
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She deserves to be seen, too. ⠀
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