If you know me in real life, then you know I am probably one of the most insecure people you’ll ever meet.
Since I could remember, I’ve never been able to accept a complement. Whether they’re from my friends, my peers, my teachers, coaches- whoever. I can’t accept a complement, and I attribute that to the flaws I notice about myself.
I’m not writing this post to talk about everything I don’t like about myself in hopes of receiving complements. No. This post is dedicated to all the insecure people like me who need to start embracing their flaws. Today I’m pointing out my biggest imperfections, and instead of bashing them, I’m embracing them.
I’m a grandma– I go to bed at 10:00 on the weekends, and have an inability to stay up past 12:00. I’ll admit it- I naturally am an early riser, which can lead to my grandma-ness. While I’m not like the normal teenager in that sense, I feel like it will help me later on in life. Sleep is very important to me, and if I know that I’ll naturally wake up around 7:00, then I’m going to go to bed early. Shoutout to all the grandma’s (or grandpa’s) like me who adore sleep!
I make routines, and boy do I stick to them– I have my morning routine down. If it gets disrupted even slightly, I freak out and feel like my entire day is off. Maybe this is a bit of OCD coming out, but the way I look at it is this-routines create a sense of comfort for me. I’m not saying it’s good to stay in my comfort zone all the time, but giving myself a sense of comfort at least a few times a day keeps me sane.
I have one of the most annoying laughs you will ever hear- My laugh is a cross between a hackle and a chew toy that has a squeezing noise. I feel sorry for anyone in a 100 foot radius of me, and shoutout to my friends for putting up with it!
I can’t whisper– My whisper is a normal persons inside voice. I have a very loud voice and often yell when I get excited. You always know when I’m sad or down because my voice is suddenly bearable. At least you’ll always know where I am!
My body and I are not friends- My biggest insecurity, by far, is my body confidence. I can’t remember a time in my life when I liked my body. Most girls have body insecurities, and mine just happen to be very omnipresent in my life. While my confidence has gotten a little better, I still struggle with it like everyone else.
But- you know what? My body is my body. My face may have scars, my legs may be large, and my stomach may not be flat, but who cares? Those scares are from multiple jaw surgeries- there’s nothing I can do about that. My legs are big because I love growing their muscles through strength training. My stomach isn’t flat because hardly anyone’s is. Somedays I look like I’m in the early stages of pregnancy (I blame the food baby), and some days it looks normal.
Our insecurities are our insecurities, and they’ll never go away. We will always be self conscious about things, and it’s our job to push them aside. It will be hard, but I hope you join me in my journey of embracing myself.
Let’s embrace ourselves for who we are, not for what we want to be.
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