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Jan 2018
Self hate is like- a tornado.
It tears apart everything it touches
Making you want to rip apart your own skin
Dark and dangerous and destructive

Much like us-
Constantly editing our existence to appeal to others

As a person, living here, seeing what is on the media every day
It can be hard to keep these self destructive feelings at bay
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But I-
I am obsessed with becoming a woman confident in her own skin
Confident in the person I am to become
No longer etching out my flaws
But rather- pointing out the good in myself-
like I do so well for others

I am not going to apologize for taking up space anymore,
I am no longer going to tear myself down-
to build up those around me.

Yes they are beautiful,
but so am I.
And…
So are you.

They are right when they say,
you are your own worst enemy
You break yourself apart
Attempting to mold yourself into
something you are not.

But there is an answer,
Loving yourself,
Valuing your own existence
Self love can-
Both keep you alive and-
Bring you to your knees.
It is stronger than any-
Natural Disaster

What people don't understand is,
It is okay to love yourself.
It isn't conceited to think you are pretty, or intelligent.
There is no shame in admiring the things that make you, you.
Hannah Beasley
Written by
Hannah Beasley  16/Androgynous/Georgia
(16/Androgynous/Georgia)   
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