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Though it may not seem this way from the outside especially given the fact that I'm quick to jump in front of a camera's lens, I tend to be a very self conscious person. It always feels like people are looking at me, criticizing me, and pointing out my flaws. If only I could be a little taller, have perkier breasts, smaller lips, nicer texture hair, cute little nose, bigger butt, have a more defined waist I'd be a much happier person.... I think
Why am I so critical of my self? Don't get me wrong, I do appreciate hearing compliments. As with most people, I like to hear when someone likes something about me. "Awwww..thank you," I say. But in my mind, I don't quite see the same thing they see. Is my perception of beauty really that warped? Why can't I look like the girls in the videos and magazines? Not the ones that continue perpetuate the objectification of women with little to no clothes on, ass in the air, feening for the attention of a man...no not those ones.. You know, the ones with the flawless skin, the perfect smile, the long flowing hair, the body to die for. Where do they find these girls anyway? I don't know why it’s so easy for me to see the beauty in others, but so hard for me to acknowledge the beauty within myself. I know that I'm not ugly, but why don't I feel beautiful?
I wonder if other women (and men) feel this way about themselves. Have I allowed the media to manipulate my mind to the extent that I can no longer see clearly? Will my perception of beauty be forever distorted?
If only I could change....
4 comments:
I can't believe u said bigger butt and more defined waist. Oh lawd. lol
I feel you a...little bit. I have my days when I feel like "Oh lawd, can you do something about this here weight", but other days I feel like the baddest bitch. lol Ha just kidding, but I do have my fantabulous days. :)
well . . .I don't know if it's just age, all this damn jasmine rice I be eatin', or my imagination, but my ass is gettin' bigger. (I know because women-strangers have pointed it out) I think that big asses on men is very effeminate and I ain't tryin to go there. Here's my resolution: maybe I could give you some of my "junk". You from Cali, right? Then it shouldn't be too hard to find us a plastic surgeon. We can do this shit, girl!!! All this shoppin for new jeans and pants is really not what's poppin right now.
The only thing I see when I look at you is beauty. You are naturally pretty.
I would never guessed this about you. We all have our thing. No one thinks, looks or acts perfectly. Thanks for opening up to your lil blog family. Isn't writing therapeutic?
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