Each body, human, and spirit contains a story. Some bad, some good, some bad but with a good message, and still some good with not so great endings. This is humanity. This is the journey of our lives leaving many people going through life wondering: "what is this all for, am I really making a difference, am I good enough?" This can further transform anxiety, depression, or exacerbate PTSD, bipolar disorder, and more. *deep breath* My mental state, is who I am. It is who you are at any given moment. Your perspective, is your reality. My mental state is not something I need to fix, I am not broken. Yes, I am highly sensitive, empathetic, sympathetic, and very giving. I am still learning how to cope in a world full of people with a jaded viewpoint of how I should fit in. As I wrote in this post, I believe "should" is self shaming, and I don't want to place shame on other people. I want you to feel amazing, because you are. You were born, you have lived life, you have your experiences and that is who you are. We must stop asking more of people! 110% is just plain unhealthy!
Enter the wonderfully brave Pamela with her version of Hearts On My Body in Washington, DC:
"Today, I stood in front of the Washington Memorial to promote self acceptance and to put a stop to negative body image. I want people to know they are loved, they are needed, and they are accepted for who they are. This is a call that is very near and dear to my heart. 10 years ago I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. I was a happy, skinny, youthful teenager, who shortly after became quite the opposite. I spiraled downwards, became extremely depressed, and gained a lot of weight. For years I stayed home, stayed away from anyone who can see me and potentially judge me. Staying in caused more weight gain, more self abuse, or insecurity that I could have ever imagined. I suffered like this for years. A few years ago I was put on an antidepressant that caused me to gain 70 more pounds. I was devastated. Leaving the house a few times, I was made fun of, looked at strangely, and told that my looks have really changed. I know they didn't mean that kindly. Within the last few months my husband and I have been working so hard to get me back to happy. We did a lot of research and eventually I went to a treatment center for bipolar disorder 2 months ago. It completely changed my life. Today I am proud of this body. This body got me to where I am today. This body got me past all of the pain. This body is still here. This body is beautiful. I am NOT my diagnosis, I am NOT my weight, I am me! And me is pretty darn amazing. #allbodiesarevaluable
"I blindfolded myself because I wanted to feel the writing, feel the hugs, to hear the whispers in my ear. If I could see all of that, I wouldn't have noticed all of the beautiful things I felt."
"Afterwards, I felt completely set free. I felt like I could walk around DC for the rest of the day in a bikini. I cried, I laughed. I felt very naked, but for the first time in my life, I felt accepted, and absolutely beautiful."
Show this courageous and beautiful woman some love in the comments.
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