It took a lot of guts for me to post the first post in this series. I considered deleting it numerous times before it went live, but I'm glad I went through with it.
This month has taught me that the key to self-confidence is learning to love yourself.
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The same as numbers are irrelevant. I'm an accountant so I spend quite a lot of my life looking at numbers, calculating numbers, analysing numbers. I like numbers, but they're not good to run your life by.
I used to weigh myself every day, and found that my mornings used to start off quite negative as I was very rarely happy with what I saw. So, I banned myself from going on the scales this month. It took a while to get rid of the urge to just jump on and check, but when I started to notice the changes in my body I felt happier. Like I could tell my hard work was paying off, without actually seeing a change in the number.
I did jump on the scales this morning, out of curiosity, and I was disappointed to see it had gone down by less than a lb in the past four weeks. I know my body has changed, and I was expecting to see a big drop in the numbers. But it wasn't there.
I've had time to process what the scales told me, and I'm beginning to feel less annoyed and quite pleased about it. Because it made me realise that confidence doesn't come from a number, it comes from how you feel.
Yes I have a goal weight I'd love to achieve, and yes that goal weight is in numerical form. But there's no guarantee that when I reach that I'll be happy. So, going forward, I'm still going to weigh myself, but only once a month and I'm going to start taking more notice of my NSVs (non-scale victories). If I get to a weight where I'm happy, I like the way I look, I'll ignore the number on the scales and just try and keep myself at that body state.
The past four weeks have definitely been a journey, but I know I haven't completely overcome my lack of self confidence. I still have a long way to go. But there have been instances where I could see progress in my journey.
I made a decision, and didn't regret it
I've said it a few times, I am rubbish at making decisions. Particularly when they are big, important and affect other people. This month I had a big decision to make at work, and I tormented myself over it for a good few days. Then I woke up one morning, a decision set in my mind, and I felt happy. It's been a couple of weeks now since that moment, and I haven't looked back and regretted it. I've found out other things since then that if I knew at the time might have changed my decision, but I'm happy with what I made and I know it will work out right in the end.
I stood at the front of a room full of people, and didn't get embarrassed
Large groups and crowds of people have always made me nervous. Standing up in front of them and knowing they're watching me is even worse. But this night I embraced it. They were just people. Other women from my professional sitting in the same room as me wanting to learn about colours. They weren't there to judge me, make fun of me, or anything like that. They were there to learn, same as I was, about what (in theory) suits them. I was stood at the front of that room getting a mini 1/1 consolation in what I wanted to learn. I embraced it, took it all on board and didn't once thing about what the people sat around the rest of the tables thought. It felt good.
I bought a bikini, tried it on, and decided I'm keeping it
I've never worn a bikini on holiday. Partially because I don't normally go anywhere hot enough to wear a bikini, but largely because I always felt too fat to wear one. The last couple of years I have always said that I wanted to wear a bikini on holiday, and I've bought a few but always ended up returning them because I always felt like I looked horrible in them. This year, that changed. I bought a bikini, tried it on and actually thought "this looks alright". I took a picture and sent it to my boyfriend, just to show someone that I had a bikini and I liked it. But then I did my usual and picked out the flaw in it. "My tummy is definitely my worst feature" was what I said, then I stopped and told myself off. Told myself I shouldn't be doing that, I shouldn't pick out my negative bits, I should pick out my positive bits. So I did. "My boobs look pretty good in that bikini top" and "My legs look pretty toned and good too". I felt better instantly in myself for doing that, and I'm actually looking forward to wearing my bikini this summer holiday.
I've learnt a lot this month, and I feel a lot happier in myself because of it.
I'm proud of my journey and what I've achieved.
This post marks the end of my Self Confidence & Body Image challenge for June. I won't be posting weekly about what I've learned or achieved, but I don't want to start July and just put this all behind me. It's a subject I've enjoyed exploring, and I want to continue exploring. I want to keep trying new ideas, speaking to new people and sharing their stories about their journeys. I want to inspire someone else to try this, to help someone else out there who's struggling. I've started a Pinterest board where I'll link some inspirational quotes/links on the subject, and I'm going to try and post something once a month on the topic.
If you'd like to do a guest post on the topic, share any ideas or help in any way drop me a message. I'd love to hear from you.
Thanks to everyone who's helped me this month. Thanks to everyone on twitter, the authors of the books and articles I've read. Thanks to my good friend Hollie for sharing her story on how dance helped her.
Sarah x