Showing posts with label selflove. Show all posts
Showing posts with label selflove. Show all posts

Friday, August 16, 2013

All Your Faults.

Everyone has a flaw. It's a fact, not my own personal opinion. Some people are bad at math. Others can't carry a tune. Everyone has something about themselves that they can't change, some wierd fault that makes us wonder if we're good enough, worthy enough. 
I think that we as a human race focus on the bad things instead of the good things. Like if we get a thousand compliments and the thousand and one was an insult, we tend to focus on the smaller one versus the other thousand. I don't know why it's like that. It just is. We can't change it, it's one of the things that I've noticed about myself and a few others. I don't know why we focus on the negative things vs the positive ones. Is it human nature? What is this nonsense? 
I don't know the answers to those questions, although one can propose many theories.  I can't tell you why we do that, I can just say that we can. 
The best we can do is simply accepting ourselves for who we are, faults and all.We have good points, in addition to the bad ones. Yeah, so you're bad at math. Well perhaps you're the best damn writer ever. So what you're unable to carry a tune? You are a rockstar in the science lab. We do have weaknesses, yet we often forget the things that we do have. We forget that we have friends and family that love us and stand by us through whatever curveballs life has to often. We are imperfectly human, but yet we are perfect in every single way. 

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Self Love.

        This week I’m devoting to talking about loving, respecting, and accepting oneself. I believe that self love is an important topic, because if you don’t love yourself then how could you expect to let others love you? Chances are then you can have problems. So, this week, I’m devoting to talking about these important (at least to me) topics.
                I have had issues with self love for a while. For a while, I often thought that I wasn’t good enough to be worthy of love and acceptance. I, of course, was wrong. I thought I was ugly. Although I was assured otherwise by friends and family, it took a while for me to love what was in front of me. I still have issues with my looks, and wondering whether or not I’m worthy of happiness.
                However, I realized that I was wrong. I am beautiful, and I am worthy of feeling happy. Sometimes, I think that society puts an extreme pressure on you to be perfect. We are expected to be thin, to be smart, to be put together. News flash: not everyone is those things. And when you’re not, and you’re sitting on the sidelines watching it happen to some people you can’t help but feel awful to ourselves. But take a look closer to those people that we idolize, those people who cause us to be visited by the green eyed monster. They have problems too. And chances are, if they are famous, then they have special people to make sure that they are beautiful, thin, and always put together. They have hairstylists that make sure that their hair is perfect. Also, sometimes a little program called Photoshop may have something to do with their perfect magazine cover.
                Another instance of uneasiness is comparing oneself to friends. Some friends are skinnier than us. Some friends have the things that we wish that we have, and we can’t help but feel like we’re not good enough because they have the things that we wished that we had. We compare ourselves to them. It’s a natural part of human nature.
                There’s a couple of reasons one can do to attack these sorts of feelings. One can look at the mirror and say that “I’m Beautiful”, and a bunch of other nice things about yourself. Another thing that we can do is also take in account that the people that we are jealous of have problems of their own. You know that famous person with the pretty hair? Yeah, they have people following them around to take their picture. Just by knowing that the grass isn’t greener on the other side is only an upside to when we are feeling down about ourselves.

                To all who are reading this, please know that you are perfect in every way. Why? Because you are you. And that IS good enough. 

Thursday, August 1, 2013

Gaping Thighs?

Lately, a common trend on social networking sites is a thigh gap. A thigh gap is when a young woman stands with her feet together and measures the gap between her thighs whether or not they touch. (pictured below)
                                                                                                    
Women have been going to extreme measures to get this look, whether in extreme fad dieting, and extreme exercise routines. And when extreme dieting and extreme exercising is involved then usually it isn't exactly
the safest or the healthiest thing in the world to do to your body. Your body needs nutrients to make it grow healthy. And why are we doing this? To reach perfection. 
The war with women and the pressures to be perfect is old news. Fueled by unrealistic standards by celebraties and the media in addition to the rise of the usage of  Photoshop, women just want to be perfect like them.   However, they do not realize that often these women are like us with blemishes and imperfections, and what not. They just have little computer geeks around to make them look as perfect as they want to be. Due to this, a girl who sees that realizes that being perfect is being a size zero, and if she's not those things, then she's not good enough. This amount of pressure could ruin a girl's self esteem, because she doesn't think that she's beautiful. In reality, she IS beautiful. 
Not everyone is meant to be a size zero. Not everyone is meant to look the same. My thighs don't touch, however, I'm an avid runner who runs six days a week. However, that is normal. Having a thigh gap or not isn't exactly the healthiest thing in the world. I know that I'm healthy, and although I have days when I feel like I'm not worthy of being loved and such, I know that I'm good and pretty enough. Being healthy, and feeding my body what it needs to grow and not get sick is perhaps the most important thing to me. 
Overall, strive to be healthy, not perfect. Love yourself, and treat yourself. That's all that matters.

Tuesday, November 20, 2012

Perfectly Imperfect.

I have a Tumblr, and a Twitter account, and to be honest, I'm addicted. However, there are some things that truly bother me on the website. I hate how many girls like to point out their flaws, and how many society pressures both males and females to be perfect, the pressure of perfection coming from society, and from parents, school, and peers.
I'll be the first one to admit it. I'm not perfect. In fact, I'm probably the most imperfect person ever. I can't draw or do math, and I fall a lot, physically and emotionally. Does that make me any less, does that make you any more? I think not.
To all of the girls out there who think that they aren't perfect because they have a big ass or something, that doesn't make you any less. People might point out the imperfections, but the people who do simply don't matter enough to maintain a permant part in your life. The people who say you're fat, or stupid are the people that shouldn't have a role in your life altogether. I realize that this is easier said then done, however it's something that more people should realize: if someone has the power to make you feel bad, it's simply because you gave them that power. Only you have the power to make you feel sad or mad or bad. Remember that.
I also think that these girls should also ban the word "fat" from your vocab. To me, it's such a negative word, and is not really needed. No one is fat, and no one should starve themselves, or go on a diet. Weight is something that I feel that the American is obsessed with, whether they may be obese or anerexic. The average American is obsessed with sizes rather than health status. It's sad but true. It creates unreal standards, that everyone can be a size zero.
Duh. Not everyone is a size zero. If everyone was a size zero, then the world would be boring, and there would be no variety. With no variety, then the world would be like having no ice cream but vanilla. Imagine if that were the case. Then life, and the world around us would be boring.
To all of the girls out there, enjoy your flaws. No one is perfect, and neither should you. You're beautiful just the way you are, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.