How do I deal with my stretch marks? Well I’ve had some sort of stretch marks forever. On my tummy, breasts and under my arms. My stretch marks are as much a part of me as my brunette hair is, or my smile and my laughter. You may have stretch marks too. Maybe because you gained weight, lost weight, had a baby, exercise, are prone to them, have had growth spurts. There are truly endless reasons for having them. Plenty of people do of all different ages and sizes. Some fat. Some thin. Stretch marks can be a difficult insecurity to deal with as society tells us (especially women) that smooth supple almost baby like skin is what we are to strive for.

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How do I deal with my stretch marks? Well I've had some sort of stretch marks forever. On my tummy, breasts and under my arms. My stretch marks are as much a part of me as my brunette hair is, or my smile and my laughter. You may have stretch marks too. Maybe because you gained weight, lost weight, had a baby, exercise, are prone to them, have had growth spurts. There are truly endless reasons for having them. Plenty of people do men, women, children all different sizes. Some fat. Some thin. Stretch marks can be a difficult insecurity to deal with as society tells us (especially women) that smooth supple almost baby like skin is what we are to strive for. The problem is we aren't babies. Babies pristine and soft are new to this world, as you move through this world we live, grow, have experiences and change. Our stretch marks and skin are all apart of that. Our skin is with us at our first steps, first kiss, graduations, birthdays and lowest lows. Our skin gets grazed, bumped and bruised. It's life. The way I look at body changes or marks, is to remind myself that my body is a map. It is a map that I've taken on this journey. These stretch marks are apart of my story, not a flaw or a disgusting detour but a visible showing that I have lived. I have moved through this world, laughed and cried. Stretch Marks are apart of me and I am apart of them. I do not shy away from a part of my body that is so very common to everyone. Stretch marks are another visible reason to show my story. My life. My body. It's not about accepting it as necessarily beautiful though I think my body and every body is. Yet it is about knowing our bodies are a temporary thing, fallible and can be marked. It can scar and bruise. Change and age. Wrinkles will someday come to me and I will still be in the same mind frame, my bodies lines are a story. Our bodies do so much for us every single day, they sleep, pump blood, breathe and heal us. They do everything in their power to keep us moving forward and it's stretch marks are simply apart of this wonderful body. This societal sometimes perceived "ugliness" to me simply is proof that I am fallible and imperfect. I am human. I am alive.

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The problem is we aren’t babies. Babies pristine and soft are new to this world, as you move through this world we live, grow, have experiences and change. Our stretch marks and skin are all apart of that. Our skin is with us at our first steps, first kisses, graduations, birthdays and lowest of lows. Our skin gets grazed, bumped and bruised. It’s life. The way I look at body changes or marks, is to remind myself that my body is a map.

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It is a map that I’ve taken on this journey. These stretch marks are apart of my story, not a flaw or a disgusting detour but a visible showing that I have lived. I have moved through this world, laughed and cried. Stretch Marks are apart of me and I am apart of them. I do not shy away from a part of my body that is so very common.

Stretch marks are another visible reason to show my story. My life. My body. It’s not about accepting it as beautiful even though I think my body and every body is. It is about knowing our bodies are a temporary thing, fallible and can be marked. It can scar and bruise. Change and age. Wrinkles will someday come to me and I will still be in the same mind frame, my bodies lines are a story. Our bodies do so much for us every single day, they sleep, pump blood, breathe and heal us. They do everything in their power to keep us moving forward and it’s stretch marks are simply a small part of this wonderful body. The perceived “ugliness” to me simply is proof that I am fallible and imperfect. I am human. I am alive.

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