I don't have a flat stomach or an amazing figure. I'm far from being considered a model, but I’m me. I eat food. I have curves. I have more fat than I should. I have scars because I have a history. Some people love me, some people like me, and some people hate me. I have done good; I have done bad. I love my pj's and I go without makeup and sometimes don’t get my hair done. I’m random and crazy. I don’t pretend to be someone I'm not. I am who I am, you can love me or not. And if I love you, I do it with my whole heart. I won't change anything from my core true self. Everything was blended the way it was with me for a reason.

Everyone has their special ingredient of who they are that makes the recipe of who they are. My scares are my journeys. My insecurities are false perceptions of myself from society. They are fears. Fears of lack of acceptance. Acceptance of myself. My scars don't define me. They show me what made me into a strong, beautiful, brilliant soul that makes the making of me!