Appearance nowadays is so important to our lives, but there is definitely
more to life than your appearance. And I know its harder than it looks but why
can’t we stop allowing something so superficial control our every thought.
I remember when I was like 6,7,8,9,10 years old and I would never question
whether I was good looking or not. I don’t even think my appearance mattered to
me. I just assumed I was beautiful because my family didn’t tell me otherwise,
and your grandparents would reassure you of that fact. I use to come down
looking like Pippy long stockings and they would tell me I looked like a
princess. I could play all day in the muck and get so dirty and feel so good
about myself. When I looked at my reflection in the mirror I made funny faces.
I never considered even something wrong with my body or the fact that my hair
never seemed to stand still. I was definitely a beautiful creature back then
because I was happy the way I was. Now I lose myself in the mirror no longer
finding what I am but staring at what I don’t have and what I am not. We, and when I say we I mean me as well.
We judge people by there
outward appearance even though there’s a 90% chance that in both cases our
assumptions are wrong.
Getting up in the morning for college is so hard for me. I do not do
mornings. Literally every morning is a constant battle so to spend that extra 5
or 10 minutes on my hair or make up or to pick out pretty clothes its usually
just spent on sleep. Then I go into college and I would feel so bad about
myself all day because everyone looks good and I feel horrible.
Your physical appearance should be a plus not the whole package. But now
in our world it is. Its becoming an obsession. I’m not saying that we shouldn’t
look after ourselves and be healthy but the pressure to look good is unhealthy.
We think cats are adorable no matter how skinny or fat they are, so why do we
treat humans different? It takes a lot more strength to accept our bodies as it
is than it does to work out everyday to make our bodies look the way other
people want.
We’ve grown up playing with Barbie’s but if a Barbie doll were a real
person her body fat would be so low she wouldn’t be able to menstruate.
I hate the fact that our body image matters in our world. Contrary is what we
see in the media we are not all supposed to be the same. And we should Love every inch no matter what.
xoxo
cj