Hi my name is Latitia Osbourne. Im 24 years old, born and raised in Ontario, Canada.
Growing up I’ve always been a very artistic individual, and writing has always been a outlet for me. Now that Im older I have broken out of my “shy bubble” and can now share my experiences openly. When I approached the ‘Hello Mag’ booth at the ‘Poets in Autumn tour’, I had no idea I would be asked a thought provoking question I haven’t been asked in a long time. I was asked “Do you have a story to tell?” I immediately without hesitation replied, “Yes I do”. Although I’m only 24 years of age, I have gone through a great deal of trials and tribulations. I’ve battled moments of depression, defeat, heartache, and pain yet I have found the strength to overcome.
The stories that stick out in my memory are from my school years. specifically my high school years. For as long as I can remember I was bullied. often times I was bullied by a group of girls that would find it so amusing to pick on me. Perhaps the fact that I was into my books, love to read and write, and artistically inclined… made me a target? I recall being picked on for the silliest things. My bullies would talk about my physical appearance, form cliques, follow me to beat me up, and even steal my lunches! There were times I would lock myself in the bathroom stall and just cry. Looking back on all of this, it sounds like a movie plot, not real life. Sadly, all this was real. It was SO real to me. Only with the support of God above and my loving parents I was able to get through it all.
In high school (11th grade to be exact) I was still experiencing bullying but not as severe. Not until I got one of the worst cases of chicken pox. They say that when you get the chicken pox virus at a older age it is more aggressive. I felt as though I was overtaken with pox on every inch of my body. It was one of the most uncomfortable experiences I had ever encountered up to that point. Each Pox that was on my face (and there were a lot of them) left dark hypopigmentation and deep scaring all over my face. At times I didn’t even want to look in the mirror. When I would go to school I would get stared at like I was a science project. I was laughed at and told, “if I was you I wouldn’t come to school, or be outside.” or “If I was you, I would wear a paper bag on my head”. In school no matter how successful I was academically, with my peers It felt like I couldn’t win. Now, more than ever I felt like an outcast.
Due to my severe scaring, I would wear makeup to cover my scars. During my process of healing I developed a passion for makeup artistry. To my surprise I was gifted in that area as well. I also realized how important beauty is to women and I vowed to myself that once I started my own business it would be special.
After doctor visits, and lots of time, slowly but surely my scars began to fade and my insecurities went with it. Having my outward appearance change from what I was used too was very hard. However, this experience helped me to understand the importance of loving yourself first. If people couldn’t love me flaws and all, that was okay. I loved me. Most importantly, the unconditional and consistent love of God reminded me that I am beautiful inside and out. I took this new found confidence and ran with it.
Now, I am a business owner of ‘Bowdelaire Beauty’. I am a professional makeup artist/ beautician. Each client I would work on I try my best to plant a seed of confidence in them. I pray that with each seed planted, it will be watered and will grow beautifully.As an artist, my job is to enhance the beauty that is already there.
So far this journey hasn’t always been easy, but its been very rewarding. My artistry it has helped me to meet such great individuals. Some of my clients deal with insecurities and are battling with confidence just as I once did. It is a great feeling to know that I am helping to change the negative ways they see themselves. Now that our generation is being greatly influenced by the media, a false sense of beauty is becoming the norm. In the future, I hope to expand and speak more on these issues.
This is only a snippet of my story, and it is still being written. I am so happy I made it though these tough times and emerged victorious. That alone is beautiful.
Many thanks to “Hello Magazine” for giving me the opportunity to share my story.
Peace and love,
Brampton, Ontario Canada.