I’ve struggled with my self confidence since as long as I can remember. My foster mom would always tell me I’d end up alone. That I was a terrible person and it was my fault that me and my siblings wound up in foster care. My therapist would constantly tell me that life wasn’t for everyone. My friends would tell me that they were there but as soon as I needed them they would never be there. They would tell me how draining I was. How terrible a friend I was.

So all in all I’ve never felt beautiful. For the past 4 years my fiancé has been telling me every day who beautiful I am. But even still I couldn’t see it. But finally I can smile and look at my reflection without wanting to cry.