The Real Me

I have a few things to say. First of all I want to thank you all who support my blog and essentially me. I always get comments on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter and in person from people that always admire my ‘confidence.’ I use quotation marks because I still have a long way to go. However I cant neglect the progress I’ve made.

I have to say that I am very proud of myself and how much I have grown, how much I have learned. Before Tiny Red Shoes I never and I mean absolutely never posted a picture of myself that would show my full body. A full body picture was completely out of the question. I was so embarrassed and ashamed of who I was and how I look. Even though it is not the easiest thing to say. (My proud personality doesn’t like when I show my vulnerability.) But this must be said.  Now I know that there are many young girls and boys that go through this.  I always felt lost and alone ever since I was a young girl.

My childhood felt like a double life. I was always very happy and funny. I always loved entertaining people and my family always played my audience members. Whether I was singing (horribly by the way), acting a telenovela scene or dancing. I never spoke out loud of my insecurities to them cause I always wanted to show them the best side of me. I don’t believe they ever knew how much I hated my body and myself. I grew up thinking that I would be happy one day, and that day would be when I would be thin. Thin to me represented beauty and happiness. Now I know how wrong I was. I just wished I had been more vocal about how I felt. No child should ever feel like that.

As hard as this is to express and to let others read, I know I have to. We need to let our brothers, sisters, cousins, best friends, daughters and everyone else that surrounds us know that they are beautiful in the current body they are in. Size, skin color, hair type, height or even ethnicity does not equal beauty. As over used and cliché this may be it is 100% true: Beauty comes from within. Have we not someone society would not call ‘beautiful,’ but once you talk to him or her they turn out to be the most attractive person you have met?

You must be asking when did this change happen? It was as simple as this: I decided to be happy and love who I am and how I look. Period. I decided that I had spent enough time wallowing, wishing and praying to God that he would make me pretty and thin. Little did I know that I was already beautiful, I don’t speak about physical beauty, though I am not bad to look at, I was beautiful because I loved others intensely and was starting to love myself more then ever.

It makes me tear up to remember how much I cried cause I thought I was ugly due to my weight. This is another point I’d like to put out there. Can we stop putting so much emphasis on physical beauty?! We don’t all look Ken and Barbie. Some of us look like a teddy bear and others the Pillsbury doughboy. And that’s fine.

What Im Wearing:

Trench: SimplyBe

Top: I.N.C.

Jeans: Forever21

Scarf: H&M

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6 thoughts on “The Real Me

  1. What an honest entry. I can definitely relate with the putting on my happy face and always trying to present my best assets so I won’t focus on or reveal my insecurities. I too had never posted full body shots of myself until I started blogging. It was terrifying. But there’s such a wide and diverse number of bloggers out there that it definitely makes me feel more confident and like I’m part of a community who is understanding of body image, self esteem, and personal style. Thanks for sharing. 🙂

    Liz

    1. Thank you Liz! It wasn’t easy at all to write this. I still get a little nervous knowing people are reading this. However you and I know the importance of this to be said. And I love your personal style.

      kiss kiss

  2. I know exactly how you feel. So many people lack body confidence and we are afraid to talk about it. A few years ago I stayed away from my relatives because I was embarrassed about how I looked.. not ANYMORE. Loving your body and yourself is a process it doesn’t happen over night ..but when you finally do..it feels …simply amazing. Thank you for this post 🙂
    xoxo

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