Like a majority of the American teenage girls I grew up learning how to compare, scrutinize and criticize every body part from my hair all the way down to the size of feet – and everything in between.
Not once did any of the teen and fashion magazines brainwash me into loving and accepting myself… just as I am. This behavior continued into the mid-late 20’s. In my 30’s after having kids the focus shifted to “what a bummer” that my body would never be the same again. In the 40’s we’re hyper focused on anything that has to do with aging, wrinkles or sagging lines.