Beauty: Diversified & Re-established

I am black. I am fat. My hair is natural. I am a woman with her own mind.

I am probably the most undesirable woman in the Universe-- according to society. Magazines, commercials, movies, etc. have distorted the view of beauty and what is desirable. Most of my life, I have struggled with accepting my appearance, because society told me to. I have walked around with my head hanging, wearing baggy clothing to "camouflage" my awkward shape. I have refrained from looking guys in the eye, so they wouldn't have to look at my ugly round face. I had "friends" hangout with me to make themselves look better. Boy was I stupid!

Reality: Skinny doesn't necessarily mean pretty. Pretty is outward, and beauty is inward and outward.

At the time, no matter how pretty I was on the outside, if I didn't feel it on the inside, I didn't believe it. It's taken prayer, soul-searching, and a whole lot of other stuff to become what I am today. I am beautiful, and I know it. If someone tells me anything different, I just correct them, and silently pity their distorted view of beauty. I am in no way vain. I've gone through so much with my looks, confidence, self-esteem, etc. that I have every right to feel that I am beautiful. I love my lazy eye, round face, full lips, apple shape, thick legs, short stature, and my thick natural hair. I love me so much that I'd marry myself, but I wouldn't have wedding, because that's a waste of money.

If you don't think that I'm beautiful, oh well. It's not going to stop me from knowing the truth.

Beauty is viewed by the heart.

I'm so happy to be me!

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