Friday, January 13, 2006

For the first time...

Here's something I've noticed in the past few weeks: for the first time in my life, I look in the mirror and although I see the flaws, I wouldn't want to look like anyone else but me. Gone are the days of high school where I would try to make it through the school day without looking at a mirror so I wouldn't have to feel bad about myself. I like looking like I do now (granted, I look rather different from how I looked when I was younger...my brother says I did a "serious 'ugly duckling'" but still, it's easy to find reasons not to feel good about yourself). I like the shape of my eyes and how dark they are. I like my smile, my high waist-line, my long legs (and short torso - as much as it all used to bother me) I'm learning to appreciate my height. These are things that had to grow on me. It sometimes upset me (and still gets to me every now and thing, but much less so) to enter a room and have to stand so high above everyone. To go places and never be able to move about unnoticed because of how my height made me stick out. Yeah it's cool sometimes to make an entrance and have everyone looking your way if you're having a great day and feeling/looking like a million bucks. But what about when you only got 3 hours of sleep so you could finish that 20 page paper? What about when you're sad and having one of those moments where all you want to do is just get through your activities without bursting into tears? But I've realized it just means I have to be more sure of myself, more in control of myself, less self-conscious. And those are all good things. And instead of obsessing over flaws that are long gone (except for in my own head - sometimes things change and it takes awhile for your mind to catch up. I looked in the mirror and saw ugly duckling long after people were insisting they saw a swan.) or obsessing over flaws that I can't do anything about but live with, I just appreciate the over-all person. I shouldn't be afraid to be me, to walk into a room - all 5'11'' of me (6 ft with shoes on) - smile with confidence, and speak with self-assuredness. I'm not perfect; I shouldn't have to be. And I shouldn't beat myself up for not being born with this feature or that feature (or that cup-size). To quote "The Artist Formerly Known as Prince" back when he was known as Prince:

"It's the kind of beauty
That's got no reason to ever be shy
'Cause, honey, it's the kind of beauty
The kind that comes from inside..."
("The Most Beautiful Girl in the World" - what you know about that 90s music?)

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