Dear Insecure Girl...

There I was with my 10-year-old frame and 13-year-old body, yes, I was 13 but I could comfortably pass as a 10-year-old, and no one would argue. I thought my 13^th birthday would bring the wave of puberty I had been waiting for, like God please hear my solemn cry, I want breast too, I want bum-bum, I want hips. Everything about me then was the opposite of what I wanted, from my glasses-frame to my height, to my figure and so many more, annoyingly! Everyone my age had a thing or two to say about this difference; drink milk, eat more, stand like this, why are you so flat? Thinking of this though, I should have answers to this question, but we muuuve (move).

I was compared to a TD board, the wall, to medusa (which… is quite scary in hindsight), don’t even think I wasn’t bugged by all these sentences. For years on end, these sentences defined who I saw myself as, I never thought I was good enough, I was desperate to change school, but my parents weren’t going to agree my petty reasons. No, I wasn’t physically bullied, you wouldn’t want to try it. Yes, I had friends, the ones you can’t trade for a trillion diamonds, but deep down in my mind, I wanted more. I was begging for a puberty miracle to my surprise I didn’t try the puberty regimes I was given. I wanted to wear my pinafore and there would be a lift, that yes! Something is there. I wanted to wear a form-fitting dress and feel like there is something there, most importantly I wanted to feel “enough”. I didn’t even know what “enough” was. So...

Dear Insecure Girl,

You are beautiful, not the kind all-humans-are-beautiful-beauty, but nooooo YOU! My dear ARE BEAUTIFUL. Don’t ever let that reality slip from you. You are fearfully and wonderfully made; you were made perfect in His sight (and nothing beats perfect). You were made in the image of God, this alone dear should increase your shoulder pad, like èmi nìkan tan (a whole me?), made in God’s image! A whole meal, the full package. Pause! Fink (think) about it, YOU! (insert your name) look(s) like God, you look like The creator of Heaven and Earth and all things beautiful. Every bit of you is lovely, you are God’s original work of art. So, don’t ever let them tell you that you are less than wonderful, you are the best copy of you available. So, cheers to you. Me I love you oh; Jesus loves you more. Cheer up, be you, the best version of you, smile, be strong, and never lose your wonder. And also pray, study the word, and watch the insecurities fade away.

Yours to remember,

TheErinOjo.

Song of the day

Every bit of Lovely by Jamie Grace