I’m starting a weekly series taking place every Wednesday afternoon. I’ll be diving deeper into some of the random thoughts and life tibits I’ve learned in my short 24 years of experience. So pour yourself a glass of rosé, kickback and I hope you enjoy this new series! If there’s anything in particular you’d like me to touch on please reach out!

Week One: Image 
As women we have this distorted image of what we are supposed to look and act like. We allow ourselves to become wildly insecure and caught up with the ideal and perfect image in our minds.

I’ve been told since I was ten years old that there is an always shifting standard. My parents didn’t tell me this, it can be debated that the media played a role but ultimately it was myself.

When I was ten I wanted to be short and tiny. Instead I was tall and anything but tiny. When I was fifteen I told myself if my hair was sleek straight like the OC girls and I never touched a carb I would be perfect.

When I was twenty  I told myself life should be perfect. I was as skinny as I had ever been in my life and everyone told me constantly how “amazing” and “fit” I looked. But I was still wildly insecure. Every positive comment came with three negative.

I was skinny but still needed to eat pizza and donuts.

 I continued to search for my “perfect” for a year or two. And then something happened. I was sitting with some girlfriends and they started trashing and body shaming themselves. I sat there listening to these beautiful girls talk complete sh*t about their flaws. Flaws that I hadn’t even noticed or knew existed.

That night I lost it. I finally realized that no matter how I looked or how I acted someone was always going to point out a flaw. And that someone was me.  So I could either man up and start talking to myself right or this would never end. 

This is all rooted from somewhere, and personally I’m tired of hearing women talk bad about themselves. When did we as women start to feel the need to nit pick every single thing about our bodies?

I decided a few years ago I wouldn’t talk down to myself. I’ve also made a conscious effort to say something when other girls are talking bad about themselves. So next time you are tempted to say something bad about those five pounds you want to lose, just stop.

Our lives are a work in progress, we should always be striving to be better.  But do not forget to love the person you are today.