Tuesday, February 17, 2015

CONFESSIONS OF A [FORMER] TANAHLOIC


Hello, my name is Ceciley and I am a [former] tanahloic
Yep. I am embarrassed to admit it, but this statement is very true. Once upon a time I spent way more money than I should have on creams, lotions, sprays, or any smelly substance I could get my hands on to achieve a *fingers crossed* natural looking tan. During my senior year of high school, I was introduced to the oh so convenient tanning bed. Again, I spent way more money than I should have, and damaged my skin way more often than I would like to admit, in the hopes of becoming even more tan. 
Lucky for me I had parents who intervened at a fairly crucial time. 
I remember them sitting me down and explaining how what I was doing was not only a waste of money, but also very harmful for my skin. While I knew deep down they were right, it was still super hard for me to give up. I had grown quite fond of my constant golden tan and the compliments I received weren’t horrible either. 
Although I had read many articles about the dangers of skin cancer and tanning beds, I wasn’t sure if I could quit. I literally remember thinking, “No guy will ever find me attractive if I am white and pasty.” Oh how I wish I could go back in time and talk some sense into that silly young girl. Quite frankly, there is no guy on Earth who is worth destroying my skin and risking skin cancer for. 
It has taken me years, but I can proudly say that I honestly don’t remember the last time I stepped foot into a tanning salon. In fact, I am probably as white and pasty as I ever have been. Has it been easy? No. I would be lying if I said I was never tempted to go. Just this week as I was thinking about my plans for summer I thought about how white my skin will be and how “embarrassed” I will feel without a tan. The saddest part about that thought is that I have sincerely allowed society to convince me about what is and is not beautiful. There is no reason for me to feel embarrassed about the “whiteness” of my skin. NEWS FLASH: I am white. Therefore my skin is white. 
I might never again have a golden brown tan. I also will likely never have gorgeous thick long hair, but I guess we can’t have it all, am I right? And guess what... That is OKAY. I was created just how God wanted me to be. If He had wanted me to have beautiful golden brown skin, I would have been born with beautiful golden brown skin. All those years I spent wishing I looked different and damaging my skin were truly a slap in the face to the One who created me. 
God created you exactly how he wanted you to be. Instead of focusing on your “imperfections” spend some time thanking God for all the beauty that he blessed you with. Our bodies are magnificent. They truly are a gift from God. The sooner we stop criticizing them the sooner we will learn to love and appreciate them. 
What can you do to better appreciate the body God has blessed you with?

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