Everytime I look into the mirror, I see myself.

Everytime I look into the mirror, I hate what I see.

Everytime I look into the mirror, I see things that could be better.

Everytime I look into the mirror, I see ugliness. 

And then I think. 

Why?

Is it because of my nose? My lips, My eyes, My ears, My hair, My body?

Or is it because I'm not them?

The models and influencers that dominate our lives. 

The people, society calls pretty.

Is it because my nose is not as small as theirs?

Because my lashes aren't as long?

Because my face isn't as symmetrical?

And more importantly:

Who decided this?

Who decided natural isn't pretty anymore?

Who decided pimples are gross?

Who decided women shouldn't have hair in other places than on the head?

Who said noses should be small, eyes big and lips full?

I look into the mirror again.

Hey, my eyes are actually pretty. And if I open my hair, it really fits my face shape. And it looks like I have a natural blush.

Maybe, I'm not ugly. Maybe it's just what they want me to think. 

What I want you to do, is to look into the mirror and name something aboutyour appereance. And tomorrow you're gonna name two. Until one day, you love yourself just the way you are. 

And don't let them tell you otherwise.