It has taken me an odd 19 years to start loving myself and I am never going to let someone mess that up for me.
Let me take you on a journey. I am now 21 years of age, from the age of 12, I have been bullied by girls who have called me ugly and made me feel unworthy. I used to hate myself, because these girls mad me feel so low .. I didn't see the point of living. My teenage years were quite dark. I was too young and inexperienced to realise that these girls were merely intimidated by my beauty and brains. They were jealous of my appearance and my academic nature.
Once I started college, I matured through a rough patch that I had gone through. It is a this point, that I learnt a lot of life lessons, one being confidence. I always had confidence, but it would differ to what extent in certain areas. In terms of my looks, I had low self-esteem and didn't emjoy dressing up like other girls my age did.
However when I got to the age of like 19, I started to look in the mirror and really appreciate the unique features Allah has blessed me with. I would spend a good five minutes admiring my beautiful big brown eyes, my full pink lips (women these days inject themselves with all sorts of chemicals to get plump lips) and my smooth rich caramel complexion. Now the thing is, I may sound a little bit vain but oh well. I deserve to love my self, I wasn't spent time on being created by Allah to go on and hate myself.
Aside of me taking pride in my outer appearance, I take pride in my character too and my ability. I am confident in that I am a hard-working and intelligent woman who will go on to a fantastic career, become a better person and be successful in life. This all took a lot of blows to my chest and hurtful experiences to realise that no one will love you like you love yourself or look out for you like yourself.
Living in a western society, we are bombarded with stereotypical represnetations of what makes women beautiful - being skinny, having straight hair, being curvy .. this,that, just so much expectations. Along with this, a culture of competiton is created amongst women to look the best and so this leaves people envious and idiolizing celebrities and aspiring to become someone else.
You are you. Be yourself and love yourself. You were born an original, do not die a copy!