why is it so hard for you.......
ok fine.
why is it so hard for me. me. ME. to accept myself the way i am.
to not critize how i look in those jeans,
or stress cuz my hair isn't laying right today.
Why am I so concerned with fitting into a certain size?
its just a number.
why does it matter?
would i really be more beautiful, more confident if i were a size 6. a size 8.
i think so.
i really, truly do.
and i know that so many people (the people that love me, care about me) think i'm beautiful just the way i am.
but i dont see it.
i'm way too fixed on my flaws. my faults.
i cant see past them to the apparent beauty that is there.
It's discouraging,
tiring,
exhausting.
to be constantly worried about what people are thinking about me. the first impression i'm giving off.
i just want to be comfortable with who i am,
how i look.
...some days its hard to get out of bed.
2 comments:
Wow Al, this seriously could've been wrote by myself. I know exactly how you feel. Exactly
this is exactly what i am writing my 'sermon' for sunday about - the struggle to love and accept ourselves. i could have written this myself, especially in high school...i don't know what to say, bc i am not completely free of this myself. but i am better about it. the enemy tells us a lot of lies about how we look and how we are...the sooner they are called out as lies, the easier it is to get over some of these hurdles. i feel your pain.
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