I am proud of who I am.
So, yes, I am proud for being ME, that's a huge accomplishement for me.
I have never really accepted myself, because I was bullied at primary school for not being pretty, nor thin as the other girls, and I cried really fastly, which didn't make the whole situation better. I thought it was my fault for being bullied, that I was to blame. I had very low self-esteem, and would rather be alone then be with the few friends I still had...
Howeverduring secondary school, I've learned that there is so much more to life, and that I am perfect as I am and that I shouldn't change, only because I don't fit in the "social norms". I am happy to be the way I am, I am special, like everybody else.
There still are some days where I look at the mirror and think that I am not beautiful. However, then I think to myself, what is actually the definition of being beautiful? Is there actually one? And I don't think there is, it has lots of varieties.
Mine is: Beauty comes from the inside
What's your definition of beauty?
I'll tell you a story, and I hope it makes you feel better. I was a big girl most my life, had low self-esteem b/c of that, I couldn't wear the fancy clothes like my friends b/c I was big and didn't get proper attention from guys .. I was very insecure. I was a loud mouth and acted stupid just to get attention and approval from friends/guys. When I turned 18, I started losing weight and got down to a size 10. I wasn't used to the proper attention from men b/c I used to be fat, so I took all I could get. When I turned 24, I lost my job and I was living in a bad neighborhood and I met this guy .. He offered me a place to live for free if I sold my ass -aka- he was my pimp and I became a prostitute. I did it for 3 years. Looks are not everything sweetheart. Most the men I saw cheated b/c their wives didn't pay attention to them. I married one of my clients .. It sounds terrible, but we fell in love. Part of it I think he felt sorry for me. But I'm 29 now and I will never forget those years. It's not the outside, it's truly what's inside that counts. Please don't ever look down on yourself.
Thanks for sharing your story, I appreciate that. That's quite a tough story ...
Yes, I think I finally understood that it's what in the inside which counts... And to be honest my boyfriend keeps on showing and telling me that he loves me for what I am, and I value that a lot. There are few people who would take you just for what you are without taking the outer shell in account.
Yes and you say outer shell .. Due to what I was doing, I have a psychological outer shell. I have serious issues expressing feelings, showing emotions, sensitivity .. Men are emotional and love to be loved. They just act like tough guys in front of friends. So that's damaging my marriage .. Your boyfriend probably adores your heart more than anything! :) I wish I knew how to change that about myself, but showing feelings face to face is very difficult for me!