insecurities & society

Why am I so tough on myself? Why do I set such high expectations, as if I’d ever reach “the standards”. Who’s to say society even has standards, to me they all seem extremely naive. Too skinny. Too fat. Too shy. Too confident. Make up. You’re trying too hard. How can we ever please ourselves if we only try to please others.

I would never say it’s easy. I feel my insecurities maximise every time I open my phone. Every single time I scroll through social media. Expectations and standards mean too much to us. Too much weight pushing down on my chest. I thought I was the problem, maybe I simply wasn’t trying hard enough. Maybe I was the one with withered expectations for myself. Maybe I needed to do more, to expect more, to push myself harder to fit the weight norms or to fit their idea of beauty. The funny thing is it was always their idea and never my idea. That’s where the problem begins.

Why do I listen to them? What makes them so special to even have the permission to dictate my body and how I carry myself.

I threw them in the trash. Society, beauty standards, their opinions. Tired of pleasing them, tired of living all these years to make them happy. I want to succeed and work on myself. I want to flourish. I want to be who I was meant to be. The best possible version of myself.