The Link Between All Three
The year is 2013, I’m 17 years old and back in the hallways of my old high school. Here is where I walk around hiding my face, hoping that nobody will see me today because my acne is pretty bad and even the mere glimpse of my tired complexion in the mirror is enough to drain my motivation to get out of bed for the week. High school for me was a time where my self image and sense of self worth were so low that I would always dodge my reflection in public because I didn’t feel good in my own skin. Being only 5 ft 2″I got a lot of flack for my height (or lack thereof am I right? ba dum tsss) and in everything I wore I just felt fat and bloated or like my height was making me look compressed and chubby. What always made me feel particularly bad of course was the fact that I never looked like the popular girls who were tall, thin and blonde and who all resembled Kylie Jenner or Gigi Hadid in one way or another. At least in my head it was like that anyway.
Despite these bad feelings though what always brought a flash of positivity to my day was how I would scroll through Instagram to see what my favourite bloggers were doing and I would come home from school that same day to watch them on YouTube. Seeing girls who looked not all that much different to me, who broke away from the cult of the celebrity and who seemed to live a life all not too dissimilar to mine made me feel at peace with myself.