Whenever I feel down, I remind myself that I come from a proud and illustrious line of beautiful women.
I remind myself that Emmeline Pankhurst devoted her whole life so that I could have the same rights as men.
I remind myself that I am the same dress size as Marilyn Munroe.
I remind myself that before Theresa Bonner was my "wee granny", she beat a thug with a sword to near unconsciousness with her slipper, because he stole my dad's football.
I remind myself that every incredible woman that I aspire to be like started out like me, and often felt criticised, undermined and even ugly. And this makes me feel strong, sexy and very very hopeful.
This has been a hideous year, and sometimes I can't see life getting better. I'm sure you feel the same sometimes.
But please, if this statement applies to you in anyway, remind yourself of one thing; it does not matter if you are intelligent, or slim, or successful, or indeed, none of these things.
You are a woman, and so, you are already perfect. ♥
