http://weblog.xanga.com/Lost_In_Reverie/688632290/baring-it-all-insecurities-and-confidences.html#
^ Inspiration from there.
Insecurities:
(1. The truth. I'm probably the most honest person you'll meet. But I'm also a huge liar. Alot of the time I have a hard time facing the truth...mostly about myself. Which is why I'm doing this blog. Because it's something I've been working on. Honesty. Sometimes I lie about myself because I hate others worrying about me...but this actually isn't fair to those I know. Even if it is one of my endearing traits in others' POV.
(2. My skin. Now that I'm taking care of myself better, I can actually go a few days without breakouts and it looks alot better. I'm actually much less self-conscious about this than I used to be, because my confidence is better as well. But it still bothers me enough that some days I'll simply refuse to leave the house.
(3. My ribs. I'm big on the healthy eating. I dislike most non-healthy foods naturally, so sometimes...especially when I'm working myself too hard I get skinny enough that my ribs are obvious. I'm sure no one really notices, but it actually freaks me out a bit.
(4. My height. YEAH, I say it doesn't bother me...and it doesn't. But sometimes I really do feel like a transplant from Munchkin land.
(5. Trust. OKAY, so I rarely trust anyone a hundred percent completely. It started young and got worse in these recent years. Not that anyone who met me'd ever know this unless I told them. I'm good at carrying on and having regular relationships despite this...but it's a big deal to me. It's why I'm so devoted to those I do trust, because there's no one more special to me than someone I can completely trust.
(6. My brain. I'm told that I'm very smart. I love knowledge immensely and am a book addict (and a newsjunkie to boot)...but I actually worry quite a bit about my mental health and my ability to learn. Any time I get rusty I wonder if my brain's deteriorating. Any time I forget something or do something stupid, same diff. It goes along with the four years of hell where it was ingrained into me that I had to strive to be perfect. It's hard to fight even though I know that I'm a human being and mistakes can be GOOD things.
Things I like about myself:
(1. My hair. I really love my hair. It's long and dark and it would pain me to cut it...ever. I'm slightly superstitious about cutting hair anyways. I like to experiment with different methods of dying it and I love when I manage to take care of it enough that it becomes really soft.
(2. My eyes. On a rare occasion they get toward a red mahogany or a pale yellow-tinged brown, but most of the time they're just really dark brown. I know they're not entirely original, but I like them anyway.
(3. My mind. So what if I'm messed up? However smart I am or am not, I like what level of intellect I do have. I like how it enables me to do amazing things. Like write a novel in a week or read a four hundred page book in three hours.
(4. My energy. I have NO idea whatsoever if anyone else likes my prescense. Or if my energy has any positive effect on the world over. But it's mine and it's me, and that's all I need.
...so there's my bit of honesty. I thought maybe it'll help me a little. Progress, baby steps...you know?
My health as a person.
Think this idea's for you too? (WHATEVER your reason may be?)
*points to the link above*
Comments (1)
1. Not endearing. Annoying
2. You're should be using the toothbrush method
3. You should.
4. Hahahahahah
5.Well, you've just given me a new goal.
6.92? Seriously doubt it.
1.That's good.
2.AWWW
3.OOH RAH
4.(same as above)