Thursday, October 8, 2015

I am more than:

legs
abs
body
sex
arm candy
a pretty face

I am worth more than what you see.  I don't repeat this for anyone other than me.  I don't need to convince anyone of my worth, other than me.

I repeat this for me.  For years decades I didn't realize it myself.  I still need a constant reminder that the mirror does not define me.  Society, and even my parents, convinced me that:

-No one will love you if you gain any weight.
-Skinny is beautiful.
-Women are meant to be soft, not strong.
-You should pluck your eyebrows.
-Don't smile with your teeth, it shows your gap.
-He teases you because he likes you.
-He's hard on you because he cares.
-He can and will treat you like shit because he doesn't know how else to deal with his emotions.
-You can change him.  You can help him if you just stick it out.  Be patient.
-If you don't give them what they want, they will leave you.

The right people will know my worth.  I won't have to define it for them.  They'll love me for me, and I'll be happy.

I keep repeating this for me.  Over and over until it's finally set in my brain.  I'll likely see Death's face before I stop, and that's okay.  Because I'm not perfect, and I don't have to be.  I just have to be me.  Me is fucking rad.

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