Naked, Lines And Pigments. ✨ - by Yahweh's Delight ✨❤️‍🔥

‎Few years ago, My mirror and I became good friends over the years. Everytime I'd stand before her like I am about to give account of my life before the judgement seat. ‎‎Only difference is I'm NAKED.‎‎My skin bare before her.‎‎Smeared with lines that made my face contort in disgust. ‎‎"They were never there when I was seven years old." I'd whisper.‎‎They started appearing at the age of nine. ‎‎Yes Nine! ‎‎Naked lines. ‎‎Lines that made me feel less beautiful. ‎‎Like they're making statements on my skin.‎‎Like an artist indecision on a canvas.‎‎So began the journey to get rid of them. ‎‎I'd scrub.‎‎Scratch myself.‎‎Use all manner of products but they never faded.‎‎Instead, they became more visible and people began noticing it.‎‎"ahh you have stretch marks."‎‎"this girl go too fat if she grow ooo." ‎‎Fear crept in.‎‎Jss 1 people were already talking.‎‎"You're getting fatter Delight." ‎‎"See her cheeks."‎‎" Her hips are getting wider."‎‎"Her butt is getting bigger too." ‎‎They'd laugh and I'd laugh with them too. ‎‎When I'd reach home I would stand before the mirror again.‎‎Her frequent visitor. ‎‎Naked.‎‎Bare.‎‎Disgust still smeared on my face.‎‎After a while... honestly it took months then I forgot about the lines. ‎‎Until I got into senior secondary school and my obsession with K-pop idols became too much 🫠.‎‎Hear me out first, it was the dopamine that comes with seeing an idol for the first time. ‎‎I loved how slim they were so I wanted to be just like them. ‎‎So I went back to the mirror for consultations.‎‎Naked.‎‎Bare.‎‎Like a damn new born baby.‎‎Disgust etched on my face.‎‎The lines have gotten too much.‎‎My shoulders, my knees, my thighs, my stomach... EVERYWHERE.‎‎You could see it clearly even if without glasses (AND I USE GLASSES 😒)‎‎So began the scrubbing.‎‎I tried different creams hoping it'd go away.‎‎Did many researches.‎‎Asked google like mad and probably the programmers were already wondering what was going on with the frequent search about " stretch marks and how to get rid of 'em." ‎‎every search but I kept ignoring one sentence.‎‎"it's completely normal to have stretch marks."‎‎i just wanted a damn solution! ‎‎Let's get to the best part so I don't bore you out.‎‎Vertigo.‎<img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/2c926a5b080506762296ad9bea0f186f.jpg" style="background-color: transparent;"/>‎Vertigo made me love my lines.‎‎You're probably wondering, for a girl who doesn't like her stretch marks why vertigo? ‎‎i found beauty in it.‎‎I saw them like the planet earth. ‎‎How it's covered mostly with water and the trees, flowers and soil forms a beautiful masterpiece.‎‎like a blue canvas waiting for multiple pigments to taint it.‎‎Then I realized that every painting has a line.‎‎The Mona Lisa painting, the great wall of china's painting, the black canvas, even the mickey mouse painting on the wall of that primary school.‎‎Beautiful.‎‎I realized I am beautiful.‎‎So I began embracing every line.‎‎I enjoy every statement it makes on my skin.‎‎So today I'm standing in front of my mirror.‎‎Naked.‎‎Bare.‎‎Beautiful.‎‎A smile adorned on my face.‎‎The lines are getting longer, wider and more visible.‎‎Now I realize that my naked lines are beautiful.‎‎Beautiful pigments by the artist and I His canvas.‎<img src="/media/inline_insight_image/f7c4708e86e24d7d867e38767802783a.jpg"/>‎

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