I wonder if anyone is truly comfortable in their own skin?
It’s an odd phrase which describes, I guess, the idea that you’re happy with who you are. Perhaps also happy with the way you look.
And it’s all too easy to think ‘I’d be all right if only I weighed a bit less, or didn’t get so anxious, or didn’t suffer from low moods’.
The thing is, there are some things you can change, but others you can’t.
No matter how hard you might try.
No matter how much you’d like them to change.
It’s over stuff like this that I’m sure it helps to practise acceptance. To take them as they are, and to build from this foundation rather than wishing and praying for change that’s unlikely to happen.
By all means plan, expect and work towards changing those things that you can and probably should re-jig.
But maybe it makes sense to simply accept with good grace those that you can’t?