We grow into the skins we’re born into. I firmly believe this. I firmly believe that each interaction, each lesson, each laugh and bruise, and broken heart helps us to feel at home in our own skin. This is not something we grow up knowing—how to smile at the reflection in the bathroom mirror, how to be tender with our bodies, how to love ourselves despite flaws—but slowly we build safe spaces within our souls. Slowly, we come into our own. Read More
