Imagine being in your 80s and you catch yourself thinking about your life.

And how you never took that trip to go swimming in the ocean on a beautiful summer day because you didn’t like the way you looked in your swimsuit.

Or realizing you never laughed until you couldn’t breathe because your teeth weren’t straight enough.

Or how you never embraced the sun on the beach because of the stretch marks on your stomach.

You never allowed yourself to let go and have fun because the pressure to look perfect consumed you.

Just imagine being at the end of your life and realizing you’ve hidden yourself away from the fear of being real.

Just think about all the years you wasted hating yourself.

And all this time you were perfect exactly the way you were.

Take my advice and cherish every single day you have left, because tomorrow is never promised.

~ Cody Bret