mayja cat

guys, r u ok?

I am here to tell you that you are normal. I know that you look at yourself - look at your scars, your marks, your pimples, your body hair, the shape of your body and other inscecurities - and wish you did not look the way you do. You start comparing yourself to all the beautiful people you see on social media. You wish you were more like them. You wish you were normal. But darling you are your own version of normal. And let me tell you again, because you have probably heard it a thousand times before: The beauty standard you have in mind is an unattainable image constructed by society. It breaks my heart to know that you look in the mirror and see an ugly human being, when really, you are your own version of beautiful. We have been victims of this construct for way too long. It is time that we break free. Look in the mirror and tell yourself that you are gorgeous. Tell yourself that it is okay to have flaws, that it is human to have flaws. Let go of comparison. Let go of what others could possibly think of you. And finally open your eyes to the truth: You are and have always been beautiful.

But the thing I will never admit to anyone who's met me is how desperately I want to be loved, I don't think I could say it. How I want someone to hold my wrists and kiss my palms and smile at me, and want me, I want to be wanted and I don't know how long poetry or songs will substitute for being wanted.