For as long as I can remember, I’ve had stretch marks and hated them. I’ve been embarrassed by them. I’ve hid them as much as possible.
I’ve starved myself, slathered my body in cocoa butter and body brushed until my skin was raw, all in an effort to get rid of them. None of it worked, obviously.
At this point in my life, I’ve decided that enough is enough. Today, I love my stretch marks — and here’s why you should too:
1. My stretch marks represent a road map of what my body has been through.
I’ve been underweight and I’ve been overweight — neither of these stages was healthy. My stretch marks were caused by quick weight gain during puberty and quick weight loss when I was 18 years old. Even when I was underweight, they were still there.
I look at the stretch marks as a symbol of the dark times, when I hated my body. Every time I look down, they remind me of how far I’ve come and the amazing things that my body can do now. Now that I’m strong and healthy, they’re here to stay — and I’m OK with that.