my tattoo
In honor of Gaga’s birthday, here is my body.
Today was a body conscious day for me. I was aware of when my thighs touched, the bloating of my stomach after a meal, and how I felt heavy when I walked.
But being home in my underwear, listening to Lady Gaga, has made those insecurities disappear (at least for the time being).
My epiphany today is that I’m a woman. A young woman with curves that shouldn’t be shamed or put down.
I love my curves. And you should too.
I’m beautiful in my way, because God makes no mistakes. I’m on the right track baby, I was born this way.
(my recovery blog: turnmetogold.tumblr)






