This makes me sound so shallow I know but I feel I need to share this as it's holding me back in my life.
I was brought up by very narcissistic parents who were obsessed by image and looks. I was a pretty girl when I was younger (sorry if that sounds conceited but it's more from what others said, I never really like myself) but my father bullied me about my weight and I got screwed up and placed far too much importance on my looks. I must add that I don't judge others in this way.
Now I'm 40 and of course compared to society standards I'm a bit past it. I shouldn't care. I have a gorgeous family, I've got some good core values and morals and I've had successes and good friendships. But I'm finding it hard to come to terms with the fact.
I recently got back into sport, something I did well in when I was younger. It's helped hugely with confidence and keeping me healthy but there's a woman in my club who is so beautiful and whilst she's my friend and I've never, never put her down or been mean to her and I never would, inwardly it knocks my confidence.
I hate myself in all photos and in this age of social media that's a real blow to self esteem.
I love and admire my friends who don't give a shit about looks. I'm 40 ffs. Never was a supermodel, never will be and won't turn heads. But why does it matter? It shouldn't!
I've had three lots of therapy for childhood issues. I want to nail this on the head now and move on 