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lilblonderunnergirl:

I recently got a message from an anon asking me what it felt like to not have stretch marks.

Here are two pictures I took yesterday, the first one is of one of my hips and the other of the inside of my thigh. I have stretch marks. I can run for hours without getting tired and I have stretch marks. I work out 5+ days a week and I have stretch marks. I eat clean and I have stretch marks. You know why? Because I am human and more importantly, I am normal. Almost everyone has stretch marks; they are not something to be ashamed of. Mine came in a few years ago when a tumor I have really took over my body and I gained a lot of weight really quickly (which is one of the reasons I found out about the tumor). I got stretch marks on my thighs, hips, and boobs. No, I didn’t like them then and I’m not their biggest fan now, but they are there and if someone doesn’t like me because of them, then fuck them. And if someone doesn’t like you because you have them or they make fun of you for them, fuck them too. My stretch marks are a reminder to myself of what I have gone through, both physically and emotionally.

So to you Anon, and any others out there, stretch marks are ok. They’re more than ok. They are part of you and YOU are beautiful. They don’t define you. They don’t make you ugly. You are beautiful, every single stretch mark included.

Xoxo

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