You.

You. Yes, you. I am writing this for you.

I know you are reading this. And I want you to know I am writing this for you. No one else will understand. No one else knows. They think that this is for them. But it’s not. I am writing this for you.

I want you to know, life…it’s hard. Every day can be a challenge. It can be a challenge to get up in the morning. To get yourself out of bed. To put on that smile. But I want you to know, that smile is what keeps me going some days. You need to remember, even through the tough times, you are amazing. You really are.

You should be happy. You are gorgeous.

I know that the weather might not be perfect. You might have to turn your back to the wind or feel the cold nipping at your nose. But you know what, at least you are there to feel it. At least you can enjoy the sun’s warm rays on your face. Or that cold February wind biting at your cheeks. You know what that means?

You are alive.

Everything will be okay.

You Are More

Okay. There is something that bothers me. A lot. You know what I’m talking about. I’ve done it. You’ve done it. You’ve heard others do it before, and you’ll hear them do it again, probably soon.

Girls, I’m talking to you.

Putting yourself down.

You realize that when you call yourself ugly, that you’re insulting the Creator of the universe, correct? He created you, he made you in his own image. You were made in Jesus Christ’s image; therefore, when you insult yourself, you’re insulting Him.

You’re saying that His design isn’t perfect. You’re telling Him that he made a mistake. And that’s not true, because God is perfection.

He doesn’t make mistakes. When He created you, He didn’t cringe. There was no “whoops,” or “I’ll do better next time.” He didn’t try to improve you, or make you better. When he saw you, he said “It was good.” He was pleased. He was happy with His creation.

He loves you. Every time He hears you utter a word of hate towards yourself, His heart breaks. He wants you to feel beautiful. He wants you to love yourself.

Please, stop putting yourself down.

Everyday, I hear girls talking about their insecurities, their faults, mistakes, things they hate about themselves. It's horrifying. They put themselves down and express how ugly they feel or how they feel like they’re not good enough. And I don't understand why.

If you’ve been having to battle with insecurities such as your weight or looks, disregard anything anyone has ever told you, and listen to me:

 You are flawless.

Always remember, loves, You are alive. You're breathing, and you're safe and you're healthy.. That's more than a lot of people can say. People care about you. Your parents, your friends, me. It may not seem like it now, but it's true.

 If you’re someone that’s had to go through some tough times, and have turned to such actions such as this, let me just say:

 You’re worth so much more.

Because each and every one of you is precious. Yes. Precious. Precious to your family, your friends, to me. If you are insecure about your anything, please, please understand that who you are as a person shines right through whatever insecurity you have. Believe me. And if there’s an idiot in the world that can’t see it, let it go. They don't deserve to see your inner beauty.

If you ever want to talk, I’m here for you. My email is nellawafer18@yahoo.com, my twitter is @nellasourausrex, and my tumblr is http://go-on-and-escape.tumblr.com/ .

Feel free to send me messages, I’m more than willing to listen. I’m here for you.

And remember: You’re beautiful.

Love, Nell <3

Hello Beautiful :)

Operation Beautiful was started by twenty- six year old Caitlin. It’s a mission to make women feel beautiful and love themselves. Caitlin says “The goal of the Operation Beautiful website is to end negative self-talk or “Fat Talk.” If this little blog only does one productive thing, I hope it helps readers realize how truly toxic negative self-talk is — it hurts you emotionally, spiritually, and physically."

She says "Through my own experiences fighting Fat Talk, I’ve realized the power behind an anonymous act such as Operation Beautiful. When I post a note, I’m saying, “I CHOOSE to be positive!” I began Operation Beautiful by leaving positive messages on the mirrors of public restrooms — at work, at the gym, at the grocery store. I scribble down whatever comes to mind — "You are beautiful!" or "You are amazing just the way you are!" My personal goal is to leave as many Operation Beautiful notes as I can. Maybe some people read them and just smile, but I bet some people are truly touched by the effort of a random stranger.”

Ever since I found out about Operation Beautiful, I’ve posted notes….

Seen notes on desks…

Even posted one on my bedroom mirror!

I recently went through a stage where every time I looked in the mirror, I didn’t like what I saw. I really just didn’t like it. Finally, I decided that I was tired of putting myself down and being miserable. After all, how could I tell other people that they were beautiful, if I couldn’t believe it about myself? So now, every time I find myself putting myself down, I simply tell myself "You’re gorgeous," and smile.

Every time I find a note, like the one to the left, it makes me smile, and I can’t stop thinking about it for the rest of the day. It’s one thing to see the hundreds of pictures on OperationBeautiful.com- those are beautiful, don’t get me wrong- but seeing them in real life makes it so much more… real. I think “I’m not alone in this. Other people see the importance of this.”

Something’s messed up. If girls feel the need to skip a meal, or throw up after eating, or cut to ease the pain, or are constantly putting themselves down. If they feel the need to pluck, wax, shave, dye, straighten, color, clip, something needs to change. They’re- WE’RE- spending way too much time in front of the mirror, obsessing and scrutinizing, wishing our faces were more acne-free, our stomach thinner, our legs more toned. We wish we could be more like that girl in the magazine, the mall, on TV. We live in the land of “if only’s” “If only I was thinner, he’d like me.” “If only my hair was curlier, I’d be beautiful.” “If only I don’t eat this, I’ll be skinny.” “If only…” And everywhere we look, it’s telling us that it’s okay. All the women on TV are thin. All the women in magazines have perfect skin. All the woman in movies have perfect hair and teeth and legs. We feel worthless. We can never be good enough to be what society says is beautiful. We aim so high but can never hit the mark. And I, for one, have a problem with that. Because real beauty doesn’t come from dieting or tanning or dying. Where does it come from? It comes from inside. And I know that sounds cheesy, but real beauty is strong, and real, and confident, and powerful. It loves who it is and doesn’t care what society wants it to be. You can’t find it anywhere but inside of you. You won’t find it in the gym trying to lose just 10 more pounds. You won’t find it in fitness magazine. It’s not something that comes out when its covered with makeup or swallowed with a pill.

No, darling, beauty’s what lies inside.

I’ve been where many of you are, and I’ll probably be there again one day. I’ve hit rock bottom more than once. I know that feeling ugly and worthless brings you down. But a beautiful woman is a confident woman, and she is certainly a force to be reckoned with. Nothing can bring her down, not the words of others nor the pictures in a magazine of a size one model. And believe me with what I’m about to tell you. From one woman to another: You are beautiful. Just the way you are. You don’t need to change a thing to be gorgeous. You, just as you are, enough. I know that you’re reading this and thinking “That’s so true, except for me.” But no. Don’t believe that lie, because it’s coming straight out of the mouth of the Devil. You aren’t the only exception. Be confident with who you are and who you’ve grown to be. You’re the only you there’ll ever be, so why waste the only life you’ve been given with trying to be somebody else? Beauty comes in different forms for every woman. Natural, wonderful, healthy, fabulous, unique. That’s what you are, and that’s what beauty is.

“So society, consider this the official Declaration of The War on Beauty. Because we are a thousand voices strong, and a beauty that’s our own, we are so beautiful. More SIMPLY saying; bring it on.” (http://operationbeautiful.com/dear-society/)

So Many Quotes, So Little Time

Day 5 – your favorite quote

‎''To all you girls that think you're fat because you're not a size 0, you're the beautiful one, it's society who's ugly.'' - Marilyn Monroe

"If you can't see the bright side of life, polish the dull side"

“And then my soul saw you and it kind of went "Oh there you are. I've been looking for you.””

“He's not your prince charming if he doesn't make sure you know that you're his princess.” -Demi Lovato

“I want to think again of dangerous and noble things. I want to be light and frolicsome. I want to be improbable, beautiful and afraid of nothing as thought I had wings.” -Mary Oliver

“The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.” –Walter Bagehot

“We do not see things as they are; we see things as we are.” –Anais Win


"We have tomorrow, bright before us, like a flame."- Langston Hughes

"You gain strength, courage, and confidence in which you really stop to look fear in the face... You must do the thing you cannot do." -Eleanor Roosevelt

"The Bible will keep you from sin, but sin will keep you from the Bible."

"Act Swiftly Awesome Pachyderm!" -Horton Hears a Who.

"If we ever forget that we are a Nation Under God, then we will be a nation gone under." -Ronald Reagan

"When we can overcome the love of power with the power of love, there will be peace." -Jimi Hendrix

"Fairy tales are more than true; not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us dragons can be beaten." -G.K. Chesterton

Maybe I'm Just A Dreamer

“I don’t want to be called sexy, hot, cute or even pretty. I want to be called
beautiful.”

I love that quote because it’s exactly what I feel. Nothing is beautiful anymore. Everything is ‘hot’ or ‘sexy’. If a guy ever calls me beautiful, I’ll know he’s something special.

See it’s my opinion that the words ‘hot’ and ‘sexy’ has been bogged down by so many repulsive, disrespectful implications, that it has ultimately become a derogatory term. It has a devious way of cheapening whatever it is that it’s describing, and it tends to bug me.

I want a guy to fall so deeply and madly in love with him, that even if I’m in my sweats, my hair in a ponytail, sobbing with makeup running down my face, to him, I’m still nothing less than beautiful. Gorgeous. Stunning.

“This I truly know: she’s out there. My Cinderella. She is real. She exists. I pray for her constantly. May God satisfy the desires of her heart, draw her close, consumer her. May He claim her passions, her identity, her refuge, her hopes, her strengths and weaknesses, every fiber of her being. May she treasure and cherish her Savior more than anything of this world, and cling to His will with every ounce of her stamina. By all that she is, does and strives to be, may He draw near to her and she to Him.” (Adam Young)

I want a guy like that.

A guy who only wants the best for me. Who wants me to be more caught up in God than I am in Him. And guys like that are hard to come by these days. But I know I’ll find the one. With God’s help.

Even when we’re eighty- five and in a nursing home, I still want him to be utterly enamored with me. When he sees me, I want his mouth to go dry and his heart to beat widely around in his heart like a dull jackhammer. And the butterflies in his stomach to feel as if they’ve overdosed on caffeine. I I want him to be speechless. I know it’s a tall order, but hey, with God, all things are possible, right?

“And I feel like getting married and knowing that she saved herself for me, and I for her. And God kept her safe and sound and secure for me while I was off flying and scuba diving and she was off dreaming and singing and blushing.” (Adam Young)

How romantic would that be? I mean, saving yourself for your future husband or wife? If he was the only one you’ll ever be with? Wouldn’t that make you feel beyond special, if he loved you so much, even before he met you, that he never gave his body away? Even more importantly, if he never let anyone else even come close to where you will one day be. Can you even imagine?

I know that there are a lot of things for me to see and a lot of things for me to do. There’s plenty of years left until I fall in love.

Time. There’s so much time.

There’s so much time left and lots of life seasons. There’s so much to see, do and be. I have my whole life ahead of me.

But I am happy. I must take it all in and treasure reality. With a heart crammed full of dreams as life plays out day- by- day. Should I do that, I’ll finally rest assured knowing that one day, my day will finally come.

“All beautiful are you, my darling. There is no flaw in you.”
-Song of Songs 4:7

Love, Nellie