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![My body. Not yours.
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Comparison is the thief of [BODY] joy.
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When I post pictures in swimsuits or see others posting them, you read the inevitable:
“You look great” or some other appearance comment. Hint: that’s not my goal.
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My goal is to get you thinking and aware of fears that might be holding you back from tossing on your swimsuit and living YOUR LIFE.
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Sunday, I got a comment “I would wear a bikini if I looked like you”
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It made me sad and reminded me of how I once LIVED my life confined by comparison.
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“I can’t go to the pool because ___ will be there and she’s so skinny.”
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“I can’t go on a run with them because they are such better runners.”
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The list goes on. My life was dictated by what my body looked like next to others.
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Confession: I still compare. I still notice bodies, accomplishments and damn Pinterest moms rocking motherhood. I get down on myself for a moment and then I notice it.
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Comparison is human nature. Rather than eliminate it, notice it and shift your thinking.
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Being self-aware is a beautiful thing...and it takes conscious practice.
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So when you see a beach picture or something that triggers that comparison gremlin, notice it and say “Not today, Satan!” And then live your damn life! ▫️
Life is too damn short to live by comparison. Let go of comparison and embrace where you are, in the body you’re in (not ten pounds from now) in this moment!
💕 👙 ☀️ Share or tag a beach buddy! Or better yet...post your own beach pic! 🏖 .
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#selflove #bodyimage #hope #mombod #rockyourbod #loveyourself #everybodyisabikinibody #daretoloveyourself #scalesmash #morethananumber #eatingdisorderedrecovery #beach #beachlife
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▫️
Comparison is the thief of [BODY] joy.
▫️
When I post pictures in swimsuits or see others posting them, you read the inevitable:
“You look great” or some other appearance comment. Hint: that’s not my goal.
▫️
My goal is to get you thinking and aware of fears that might be holding you back from tossing on your swimsuit and living YOUR LIFE.
▫️
Sunday, I got a comment “I would wear a bikini if I looked like you”
▫️
It made me sad and reminded me of how I once LIVED my life confined by comparison.
▫️
“I can’t go to the pool because ___ will be there and she’s so skinny.”
▫️
“I can’t go on a run with them because they are such better runners.”
▫️
The list goes on. My life was dictated by what my body looked like next to others.
▫️
Confession: I still compare. I still notice bodies, accomplishments and damn Pinterest moms rocking motherhood. I get down on myself for a moment and then I notice it.
▫️
Comparison is human nature. Rather than eliminate it, notice it and shift your thinking.
▫️
Being self-aware is a beautiful thing...and it takes conscious practice.
▫️
So when you see a beach picture or something that triggers that comparison gremlin, notice it and say “Not today, Satan!” And then live your damn life! ▫️
Life is too damn short to live by comparison. Let go of comparison and embrace where you are, in the body you’re in (not ten pounds from now) in this moment!
💕 👙 ☀️ Share or tag a beach buddy! Or better yet...post your own beach pic! 🏖 .
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.
.
.
.
.
.
#selflove #bodyimage #hope #mombod #rockyourbod #loveyourself #everybodyisabikinibody #daretoloveyourself #scalesmash #morethananumber #eatingdisorderedrecovery #beach #beachlife
#momlife #mom #motherhood #momblogger #jacksonville #florida")
