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I guess the biggest part of growing up is making peace: making peace with others, and more importantly, yourself. And that's why I am writing today, to make peace with one person: me. I guess it's human nature to pick yourself apart or to be unhappy with the way you look, but why? Staring at myself in the mirror for hours on end won't make my face or body magically morph into a perfect being . . . I am just as God made me, so why fight how I was meant to look? I mean, sure, I can get plastic surgery or wear baggy clothes to cover-up my true self, but what's the point? What's the point of having an ideal look? Everybody is beautiful, you are beautiful, she is beautiful, he is beautiful, and as hard as it is for me to say this -- I am beautiful.
So, yes, from this day forward, I will "try" to be comfortable with my looks -- but that's not the only thing I need to "change." I strongly believe that fear shouldn't determine your lifestyle or your future, so why does it? To be perfectly honest, I would rather live a short life and die doing something amazing than live forever and wonder what life would've been like if I took a chance. Don't get me wrong, I'm not going to go out and try drugs or something like that just for the experience -- but you only live once so, from this day forward, I will cease every opportunity because I may never get that opportunity again.
Self-love and anti-fear seem like the perfect combination, but I won't stop there. Whether I like it or not, even if I think highly of myself, others may not and, no matter who you are, it'll get you down. It's time to start thinking rationally, this stupid small-time drama won't affect me in the long run, so why let it affect me in the short run? The only person you EVER need to impress is yourself -- yeah, people will insult you and make you feel terrible, but, from this day forward, I will hold my head high. Furthermore, I will not let others feel inadequate because they don't meet my "standards", and I definitely won't make myself feel inadequate because I don't meet other's or my own "standards."
I am no longer ugly, for I am beautiful. I will no longer be afraid, for I am fearless. I am no longer worried about what other's think, for I am strong. I've made that choice -- now it's your turn.
Making peace starting with myself,
Ushersg
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