HUMAN I GUESS BY NATURE ARE INSECURE TO SOME OR THE OTHER THINGS WHEN WE WERE HUNTER AND GATHERERS WE FEAR WHAT TO EAT AND MIGHT GET KILLED OR RUN FROM FOREST FIRE BUT NOW IN A CIVILISED WORLD WE HAVE MODERN PROBLEMS SPECIALLY WHEN WE SEE THESE INSTAGRAM MODELS WITH THEIR PERFECT BODY, SKIN, HAIR AND EVERYTHING WE CANNOT HAVE IT MAKES US SICK AND TIRED BUT STILL WE HAVE THE DESIRE TO BE “FIT” INTO WHAT IS PERFECT. BUT ACTUALLY IN REALITY PREFECTION IS JUST A MYTH A LIE WE TELL OUESELVES.
We have flaws, everyone is imperfect or we can say perfection is a myth! We hide in our insecurities because we don’t want world to see it because we don’t like it we are ashamed to show certain aspects of ourselves to the world may be because we are not that confident or we might sometimes just hate some features in ourselves. For me, it was my biggest insecurity if someone notices my pimples. Yes, i had them it wasn’t that bad but noticeable enough to embarrass me. I was in my teen a confident person but it was my late high school years when i started getting pimples and everybody started noticing it, i mean its right on the face! at first i was scattered i considered myself beautiful and the new fact that now i have scars made me conscious about how i look. I started being shy when i went to collage my whole effort was how to hide them, make up skin care everything i tried but nothing was permanent. Devastated as i was nothing was helping me and subconsciously i grew more and more silent and isolated. when in my 19 and 20 my cheeks were full with them and there was nothing i could do no med worked no aloe Vera or any other natural recipes were effective and it couldn’t get better.
Then at a low point in my life I looked at other women, who had clear skin but still were into problems there is a pattern i recognized, no matter what we do how hard we try happiness won’t come with efforts, it comes with acceptance of what we have! i wasn’t alone my best friend had problem accepting her healthy body type, just like me she too grew camera conscious and just like me she too was hating herself for something she cannot control. It was her i noticed when i realized how unfair she is to herself how much i love her and how much she looks at herself with rejection! how can i tell her that what she thinks is not important because she is a lovely person with or without a skinny body how can i convince her to stop running towards perfection because it only exists in our HEAD. But, hey! i was there too, i too was hating myself i too was running for perfection and i too wasn’t able to control what my body/skin is. So why only her i should too own myself. i have people who loves me my friends my family then i started looking at the world quite differently, i can see everyone is running towards their definition of perfection. How silly was it?
Why do we have to hate our pimples, curves, stretch marks, moles, scars and all the type of imperfection in our body when there are people who love us despite of our hatred for ourselves aren’t we silly to do so? how can we ignore the fact that those who love us because we are beautiful are not real friends how can we ignore that fact that no matter how perfect i get that won’t assure how much love i get. Stressing about things we cannot control. That was the time i stopped wearing makeup let everyone think what they want, its okay if i do not fit today’s beauty standards its alright if they thing am not perfect its fine for people to judge me or well, even to dislike me because i am sure that i am pretty inside out and without make up just the way god made me. Well, let’s face it, someday we will get old and all this we have will die out, so why not enjoy the time till we can walk, run, dance and what not! why to worry over things we cannot control why not just have fun with friends and stop thinking about perfections and standards social media show us? this gave me self acceptance, letting go gave me meaning of what it is called self love with imperfections. Now i can say DON’T HATE…APPRECIATE.