What Treble?

So here I am on the laptop, listening to a song directly reflecting how I feel right now (Well actually how I wish I felt right now), if you haven't heard it, its called 'All About That Bass' and although it's probably a song aimed to get your body dancing, it appears that English Literature has got the better of me and my analytical skills have come into use at the worst time. To me it's a song promoting how not being a 'size 2'  or having a 'little more booty' is nothing to be self-conscious about and in fact its something to embrace but why do I feel the complete opposite?

I guess, unfortunately for me, I'm going through that point in my life where I'm pretty unhappy with the way I look and feel and it's time for me to get over it, yet it's pretty hard when Instagram is flooded with bikini bodies and 'workout paid off' selfies. The constant desire to have a slim body and picture perfect face is always something I've been against and always will be, yet I guess you never realise how it feels to be pressured into looking elegantly attractive until you don't feel elegantly attractive. Seeing the confidence other people have to wear a piece of clothing that I would want to wear, but don't have the 'balls' to wear makes me feel even more disheartened and I'm waiting for that moment when I actually can possess the attitude and bravery to say 'fuck it' (excuse the language) and wear that 'bodycon dress'.

I don't really know what this blog is aimed at today and it's definitely not asking for any sympathy and in all honesty, it's some pretty deep stuff I know, but I guess it's an aim to show that not everyone is feeling as 'perfect' about their imperfections and right now thats definitely the case for me, more than ever. With all this talk about Prom and next year holidays, summer toning and party dresses, it makes me feel even more less motivated to get up and do something about it because I feel I can't but NO way am I conforming to the idea that feeling sorry for myself is the only way out. It's is as pathetic as ever and almost makes me wonder whether writing all of this is actually satisfying, however it kind of is.

The point of this blog is really to say that even if you're on the bridge of feeling the slightest bit unhappy with yourself then take action immediately before it takes over the decisions you make in life, dissolving some of the most enjoyable moments you'll ever have just because you're feeling self-conscious and 'icky'. Low self-esteem is almost like this unstoppable disease that's so common, yet learning to overcome the 'symptoms' now could perhaps eventually promote and pave a way for anyone to feel so much better about themselves (to much for a Tuesday evening?)

It's time for me to either get over the lack of motivation to exercise that lags me back or start forming a regime where I'll eventually come out feeling better than I ever have. The need to be perfect isn't on my bucket list this year and fortunately for me it never will be but feeling happier within myself is an aim I'll keep for a pretty long time. It shows that although someone may look 'skinny' or has a 'high metabolism' which means they are therefore not entitled to have a problem with the way they look, isn't always the case. Furthermore, the point of today's blog is really to say that no matter how you feel or look, it's something you have to work with in the future and you'll learn to eventually love it (now that, I'm entitled to say).

I'm totally all about that bass, no treble because you know 'La Vie est Belle'.

'I stand in awe of my body' - Henry David Thoreau