Rosie's Journey of Mind, Spirit and Body: The Definition of Beauty

This week I posted a side-by-side photo of myself in a few locations online. I'm proud of how far I've come; make no mistake about that. But I did find that some of the comments didn't sit right with me. The reason was to inspire others and show how far I've come. These comments weren't negative or coming from a place of malice, quite the contrary, it was to offer support and cheer me on.

It took me a moment to realize what was triggering me in these comments. They were all similar and were things like you look so much younger and beautiful.

Before I go more into my feelings, I would like to say, please don't feel bad that you may have made those comments. I really do get that you are being supportive. I am just writing about some of my feelings. It's all part of my journey of self-love and acceptance.

We are told as women that we shouldn't age. While men grey and age, they are foxes. As a woman, you need to get work done, colour your grey to stay young, because heaven forbid you to have wrinkles. I stopped dying my hair because I felt that women should be allowed to age in whatever way they wanted. I genuinely believe that we should be able to do what we want without feeling uncomfortable. If you're going to colour your hair or botox, please do it. It's your body, your choice.

So as you can see, I might feel a bit off when told I look so young. I love ageing! I couldn't be who I am now if I was younger.