27/06/2026
Yesterday, at the end of a session with one of my clients (who also happens to be a close friend and someone I appreciate immensely), we had a conversation that stayed with me.
I opened up to her about something I've been feeling for a while.
Sometimes I feel like a hypocrite.
I spend my days encouraging women to be kinder to their bodies. I talk about self-love, body acceptance and treating ourselves with compassion.
And yet... there are still days when I struggle with body dysmorphia.
Since my lipedema surgery, that feeling has actually become even stronger at times. My body has changed so quickly that my brain hasn't always caught up with what I see in the mirror. It's a difficult feeling to explain, but if you've ever experienced body dysmorphia, you might know exactly what I mean.
Healing isn't linear. And teaching self-compassion doesn't mean you've mastered it yourself. Sometimes it simply means you've learned how important it is because you've needed it too.
So I decided to share this part of my story with you.
I'd love to know... have you ever looked in the mirror and struggled to see yourself the way others see you? ♡