The girl you saw at the gym with the the great arms is unhappy about the mush on her butt. And the guy you see with with the great back is frustrated he can’t see his abs. And the girl with the strong legs is unhappy she can’t build her shoulders. And when all these people bend, lay down, or move, their skin squishes, crumples, creases, folds, and jiggles…. just like you. Because we’re all the same and there is no perfect.
What you think is your flaw, others think is beauty. What you think is perfect on someone, they see as their flaw. Stop comparing and stop thinking you’re less-than because of your shape. Work your goals, keep pushing, but don’t just look at what you don’t like about your body, give it some props for the things it’s done right.
--words will never express the love i have for God
i have and still been praying God for wisdom, knowledge and understanding in all of my subjects at school. i am currently taking pre-cal math 11 (which is the hardest in gr. 11 we learn stuff of gr. 12 and some stuff of uni) anywhooo i started stressing becuz first of all me and math are not the bestest of friends and second i have the type of teacher that goes through chapters in flying colors.
the point of this note is that yesterday night i cried to God to help me with math becuz i was at the point of tears of not understanding the concept that was being taught.
i am doing my math hmwk right now and everything is starting to make sense. got overwelmed and cried and thank God for hearing my prayers.