If I could talk to teenage Ingrid, I would give her the biggest hug. I would tell her that she is whole and complete just the way she is. That being “herself” no matter what that looks like through the years to come is just the person she is supposed to be… so stop sweating the small stuff. I remember always feeling like the outsider, the person who didn’t belong. I remember longing for a place to always “fit in”. So, I’d also tell myself that I do fit in… right in my own body and soul. Fitting in with yourself is SO important. If you can’t accept, love and belong to yourself… it becomes so hard to fully accept and love others. It’s a circle that needs to be even and fed… love for yourself feeds love for others.