By being comfortable with myself, I suppose I actually mean in myself. As in, in my own skin. Being okay with what I see in the mirror. Not rolling my eyes, pinching my stomach, or grimacing. Being able to stand in front of a mirror, look myself in the eye, and smile.
I realized I needed to write this post about a week ago…when I didn’t want to be in any of the vacation pictures. When I actually was in some of the vacation photos that I refused to post on Facebook. When the one picture I did post of myself was accompanied by a description that pointed out my flaws…you know, so you knew that I already knew.

