Good news for my awareness raising crusade; my story was printed in four newspapers last week.
The story was centred on the leg lengthening surgery I had, and the fact I could wear high shoes thereafter.
I'm beyond appreciative for this publicity, and I can only hope that at least one young girl with scars/disabilities saw the article and felt a little better about herself. Although the focus may seem a tad superficial, body confidence is what I'm all about. I'm beginning to love myself, and it's so freeing. Once you realise that you're the most important person in your life, you start to treat yourself with kindness. You wouldn't dare speak to anyone like you speak to yourself, would you?
I spent so long being angry at myself, criticising myself everyday, yelling insults within my own mind. Would you spend every waking moment telling someone that they're ugly? Worthless? That no one cares about them? That their legs-after going through so much- should be covered and ashamed of? That would be disgusting, and we get enough hate without being our own worst enemy.
There have been certain influences in my life that support these harsh views of myself, but I realise now that I'm stronger than they are, and I can overcome it personally, without the need to treat them in the same manner. I made so many harsh comments in reaction to people telling me that my legs are ugly etc, especially focused on people's obvious insecurities (like their weight) and I still hold these with me, regretting every one of them. Reacting to negativity with negativity solves nothing, but it's so easy to do. If people make comments now I usually just smile and repeat their statement in a questioning tone, making them realise what they've actually just said. I feel this makes me feel better, and informs them on how to comment in the future.
I can never erase the comments I made when I felt so bad about myself that I had to shoot other people down too, but accepting that they were an ignorant mistake and reflection of my own insecurities means that I've grown up, and has made me understand that I was just a mis-informed child. I know now that by accepting this, I am no longer a bitter person, and I am well equipped to deal with comments in a positive way.
I hope you're all making good progress with the journey of self-love too.
Sophie Hartley xo
