Well, for starters, I’m currently wrapped up in a blanket burrito sitting in bed and my hair is twisted and clipped up in the weirdest way. I look like a proper mess.
But before I cocooned myself up in bed, I walked into the bathroom to rinse out my cereal bowl ( I know, late night snacking is bad but whatever it’s a Monday so it’s allowed). As I looked in the mirror at my
amazing hair creation, I uncontrollably giggled out loud at the sight of it. I thought to myself, what the hell is going on with that thing on your head? Really? But I didn’t fix it, didn’t fiddle with it, I just left it the way it was because it was completely fine all clipped in a heap.
It made me realize how good it felt when I laughed at my goofy self. It made me realize just how much more laughing I should be doing everyday. I think everyone should be able to laugh at themselves and revel in the imperfections because that is what makes us human. Don’t you agree?
Let’s go through my imperfections shall we? I think this is a good exercise for all of us to do. Almost like therapy. Well that is how it is for me anyway. Right, here we go!
First, lets just get this out of the way. My body is by no means fit or toned in anyway. Eventually I will get there, but right now I’m living a thicker life. I do try to hide it, like any insecure person would do, but we all know that I’ve always been a bit, well, chubby. At least there are worst things out there!!
I tend to get jealous easily. It’s quite pathetic really, over the stupidest things, but I’m usually over it just as fast I am feeling it. I mostly blame that on my need a for attention not being met by a certain person at a certain point in my life and the fact that I wasn’t ever his first choice. Moving on…
Sometimes, I am overcome by a terrible fear that no one actually likes me, that they are just nice to me for the sake of being nice… And that everyone I am friends with think I am super weird. You’re probably reading this thinking “Get over yourself” I know, I know. Oh well.
Ugh, I have these stupid pimples on my chin right now that are just small enough where they cant be popped but big enough that you can see them from a good 10 feet away. Just figured I’d let you all know haha
I hardly ask anyone to hang out or do something with me because I don’t want to bother them or make them feel obligated to see me. This is all the time. I’m trying to get better at it but I’ve grown accustomed to spending time alone. Plus I hate rejection, so I try to avoid it at all costs.
I struggle with the fear that I’ll never be loved the way I think I should be and want to be… this obviously comes from my last relationship. Thanks again by the way. *insert really annoyed face here* Moving on….
I have stretch marks on my love handles. They are quite annoying but I’m working on calling them my battle scars instead. I know a lot of people have them, yay for natural beauty!
Speaking of scars, I have a pretty ugly scar on my knee from falling in a stone driveway when I was little.. I think I even got a stone stuck in it. Radical. I know. And I have the stupidest scar on the back of my neck from getting a mole removed. My skin reacted to the small circle bandaid and now I have a white circle left over because my skin lost it’s pigment. So annoying.
I don’t know what else to say really… oh, heres something to laugh at, I haven’t shaved under my arms since Friday and its grossing me out so I’ll definitely be doing that tonight. I just honestly couldn’t be bothered and plus I forgot my razor while I was in Tennessee this past weekend. Oops.
Well those are some of my imperfections… It’s been nice to put them out there and come to terms with myself for the most part. When you take the time to think about what you believe your imperfections are, you realize how much you can grow, conquer fears, and accept you for you.
Now some of the imperfections I can read and giggle at myself for, but others I can’t. Sometimes, imperfections are too serious to be brushed off with a laugh and a shrug of the shoulder. It is a constant struggle being fought on my internal battle field of a mind. I believe however, that each day is a small victory towards being content with myself.
So let’s all take a moment to laugh at ourselves. Just for a second. Choose one imperfection. Laugh a little. Feel it float away on the sound waves that bounce around the room. Let it absorb itself into the floor. Let it go.
Thanks for laughing with me!