The stretch marks on my thighs prove that I am a descendant of the mermaids and the gods.

They shine and appear light on my skin like how the sunlight dances on the top of the water.

They are signs that my body has endured and will continue to survive as the world moves on.

They weave across my skin like the beginning of a beautiful tapestry that will only become complete in time.

Learning to love myself again is hard, but my naked body is slowly becoming mine again.

The stretch marks are art on my skin, my own natural tattoos.

Let them show.

It's  good to be sad sometimes
Hence the happy moments will have a better impact
Because how else would we know the feeling of happiness
without knowing any sadness.

we might complain about our situation now
" I am so bored I had enough"
" I want to see my friends this is so rough"
" I wish I can go outside and have fun"
" I need to shop for the new stuff"
yet others may smile and bow
" god thank you for keeping me alright"
" thank god I found a place to sleep tonight"
" I am blessed with my family at sight"
" god thank you for the food and clothes you gave in this daylight"

Just closing eyes
My mind flowing
Through my thoughts
Wondering whether
My presence serves
for a purpose
or not

I’ve had a lot of time to think lately, like most of us have.
I’ve had time to sit with myself, see myself through others’ eyes.
Am I really pretty?
Yes, look, there in that big, bright smile.
Those cheeks that are finally flourishing, they’re beautiful!
Your eyes, mouth, hair... unique, stunning.
And yes!
The body that brought you years of pain and sorrow because it didn’t fit a unrealistic mold...
It’s soft, shapely, something to look at. Womanly and natural.
This body that I have, it’s mine.
I have grown to accept it after years of self-hatred...
I’ve progessed this far and I won’t stop.
Next time you look in the mirror, look at yourself with kindness.
If not with kindness, then with forgiveness.
If not with forgiveness, then with mercy.
Give yourself a chance...
You are worth much more than you know.

There will be a day when I look back at where I am now and say "Wow, I had no idea how beautiful life could be".

gloomy days
will pass
sunny days
are coming