I was just in the shower thinking about how worked up I get after a new breakout and then I started dying laughing because it’s dumb. Like really really dumb. Why do we let a few pimples determine the way we feel about ourselves? It’s literally red dots on your skin, but we let them have so much control over our emotions. Is it annoying? Yes. Frustrating? Sure. But should it determine our self worth and fill us with doubt? Nope. Appearance shouldn’t be that important to the point where we are beating ourselves up for not fitting this stereotypical mold of beauty. No one fits that mold, it’s impossible. Remember that YOU set the standards for what YOU think is beautiful. I like crooked teeth (and food that gets stuck in your teeth LOL WTH ALWAYS) and big brows and moles and scars. And they are ALL beautiful 💕
