Stephanie Bennett-Henry on beauty and where it lives.
I have held myself for so long
in this noose of perfection, I don’t know
how to be okay without the security of
the way this blanket feels on my skin.
I missed the boat that teaches the
lesson of feeling good enough in my
own skin to dare call myself beautiful.
Confidence isn’t something I was taught
and I am telling you it’s not easy to learn
how to Love yourself while you are still
swallowing self loathing like a vitamin
you taught yourself to love the taste of.
It doesn’t mean anything to me when
someone says I am beautiful.
That’s what people say right?
They’re only being nice right?
The thing is… I would feel the same
whether anyone ever said it or not.
Because I haven’t learned to believe it.
I never learned how to see it.
I look in the mirror
and see ugly things.
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