Let's talk about my body, shall we?

You can either love the way you look or hate it, no in-between right? And not liking the way you look means you're being hard on yourself and not "accepting" yourself! Acceptance is a funny concept I have always struggled with emotionally and physically but for the sake of this article let's stick to the physical aspect. 

I have been insecure about the way I look since I can remember, or I was made insecure. We all were made insecure tbh, by society or our loved ones because I don't think a 3 yo kid can hate the way their nose is...they are too busy smelling the flowers. 

I have reached a point in life where I am not sure whether I am insecure about my height because I genuinely wanted to be taller or because everyone around me put into my mind that tall girls look better, or you are perfect Mihika BUT your height...

From being told to change my looks (lose some weight followed by no you've lost a lot gain some weight now, you have so much acne be a little cautious to your skin is nice why are you overdoing makeup, your hair is so frizzy to don't you feel you're damaging your hair with all these treatments?) 
to
being told to accept and love myself the way I am, all I gained was confusion and frustration.

During my healing, I realised how much damage these physical insecurities and comments had done and how much I needed to work on the same.

No, my aim wasn't to let go of my insecurities or love the way I look, it was to form a new perspective.
It's really not that tough: appreciate and take pride in the physical features you love, identify what you don't like and more importantly why you don't like it, can it be changed without serious long term consequences? go for it! if not, hate it all you want but realise it still makes you whole and come to terms with it.

Will I ever like my height? No. 
Will I ever like my naturally wavy hair? No.  
Will I ever like my stretch marks? No.
Will I ever like my thick arms? No.

But will these stop me from saying you look fckn hot today every time I make the slightest effort to dress up or manage to do my makeup well or pull off a dress I never thought I could? Also No. 


Comments

  1. Sriyansh MohantyFebruary 20, 2022 at 12:36 PM

    I think the societal perspectives for a girl to look in a certain manner has caused a lot of trouble to girls in the first place. The originality needs to be embraced more often. And this has been beautifully penned down.

    More power of you 🙌🏻💫

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    1. Saiyad Siraj AliFebruary 18, 2026 at 9:22 PM

      Reading your words felt like meeting someone who has made peace without pretending. That depth, that clarity omg it’s rare, and it’s beautiful. I’m genuinely proud of you.

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