This is a throwback of me 9 years ago. I've always been known as someone who is rather confident, yet at one point, I did have my insecurities.
Freedom… It’s hard growing up in a world where people judge you by looks and stereotype you. A world where beauty is depicted by covers of magazines. Living in a world of materialism and society having an expectation of you being somebody OTHER than yourself; which kills the essence of being an individual. Everybody was made differently, and that’s why LOVING yourself as you are is BEAUTIFUL. That’s freedom! Freedom of loving myself as I am and not having to conform to society’s definition of “beautiful”.