I remember myself at age 14 looking at myself in the mirror and thinking that the way I was built was pretty remarkable. And it wasn’t because I was beautiful or had a decent body shape at that time because I truly had no real idea of body image. I was more of an observer at that time, I grew up pretty busy with other stuff, so my body image and my image as a girl came later.

But what I do remember is that I often looked at myself and thought, what an amazing work and what are all those things and parts for….
Later, when I realized how different I am from many other females, it brought up questions in my head. There were times when I didn’t want to be different and wanted to “belong to the same club” and have the same nice things, but I had to lose some of myself for it and I can honestly tell you that I did try… I tried to join the same club as many of my friends, and I had a fiasco in a way I wish I could’ve avoided. My heart got crushed so many times by my “besties.” Only much later did I realize that they weren’t my besties and I was trying to fit something that I couldn’t fit by definition.

Today I know that being a real woman who is true to her nature and herself is very hard… it is hard not to betray your own nature.
Where everyone is trying to lead you astray when social media bombards you daily and hourly…

But it’s worth it—being the best for yourself and your true nature.

I want to talk to everyone who is feeling that she is not like others or that somehow her besties are not besties anymore. I want to talk about our feminine nature and what this is and how to foster it with nurture and care. How to polish that fragile porcelain baby inside of each of us and make her stronger and more pronounced so we can not be afraid of being different but just the opposite… be proud of it