A couple of hours before this photo was taken I'd been suffering the heat on our mountain climb but I could NOT bring myself to take off my t-shirt and expose my mum tum.
Do you know what I was telling myself? That everyone would stare / that people might laugh / think my body is gross. I didn't wear a bikini on holiday this year for the same reasons.
This time, I felt the fear and did it anyway. I cringed for the first 10 minutes. But no-one stared (as if with this scenery everyone would be looking at my tum 🙄).
I felt great. I saw that my thoughts aren't real. That there are stories I tell myself that simply aren't true.
It's something I want to work on because I wonder what other stories I tell myself that hold me back from doing potentially fabulous and liberating things.
What do you feel the fear about? Do you worry about your body? What stories do you tell yourself?
❤ Dawn x