At the start of my body positive journey I took makeup out of my life. I've grown up as a girl who refused to walk round the corner to the shop without my makeup on, who avoided answering the front door to anyone unless she looked 'presentable'. Who, even when institutionalised for her eating disorder, woke up early enough to apply a full face so the other residents wouldn't see how ugly she thought she was underneath.
It took me far too long to realise that my worth didn't reside in my looks. None of us are under any obligation to visually please the people around us, not friends, not partners, definitely not strangers in the street.
We do not owe the world pretty. Contrary to what society tries to tell us, our worth expands far beyond how well we emulate the beauty ideals of today.
Don't get me wrong - we are beautiful, but not because of our looks. We are beautiful for our hearts, our ideas, our dreams and our passions.
We are spectacular shooting stars blazing through this world, and we are so much more than pretty.