Lisa Bilyeu

I was 13 years old and I remember creeping into my mums room to tear up a photo she took of me a week before. I had sleepless nights knowing it existed because, after all, it was just MORE concrete evidence of how ugly I was! It was evidence that the "mean girls" in my school were right! I was ridiculed and called concord for how big my nose was. I was mocked for how flat my chest was. They called me Goofy for my buck teeth. So the laaaaaast thing I wanted was for the photo to be lying around!
This was 1992, and I would cry myself to sleep wishing I was different. Wishing I looked and was as pretty as the celebrity models...

Cut to 33 years later (& 20 years of building my confidence), and let me tell you something:
I love my nose. It's mine, it’s bold, and it makes a statement.
I celebrate my small boobs, because let’s be real, no bra in your 40s is an actual superpower 😉
And those buck teeth? Fixed them. But the real fix was how I saw myself.

Confidence isn’t built overnight. But it is built.
And every time you choose self-love over shame, you're laying another brick.

You don’t need to change who you are.
You need to learn to OWN who you are. Fully, loudly, and without apology!!!

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