Mirror mirror on the wall...
Why are all, correction, most, females so insecure? This includes preteen girls to mature women well in their 50’s. Many women stay in relationships where their partner treats them with little respect and in some relationships the male is even abusive. It happens way to often. I hear about it every day on talk back radio and have friends who stay with their husbands or boy friends even though they treat them like a piece of crap. I have a friend who was made to feel guilty because she got sick and vomited on her boyfriends carpet. Instead of being concerned for her he told her off for making a mess. That is so cruel, you couldn’t even do that to an animal let alone the person you are supposedly in love with. Sometimes I think that many women are so afraid of being alone that they compromise too much. It is only human to want companionship, there is nothing wrong with that. Except that you give away part of yourselves to fit in with some man’s expectations, you give away your dignity, you give away your pride and all for a man who isn’t worthy of you. And I don’t blame women for this, I really don’t. I blame society for allowing this to happen. So on behalf of all men I apologize to all women who have ever been treated unkind.
I am a thinker. People often tell me that I think too much for my own good but I disagree with them. And last night while lying in bed before I fell asleep I thought of something that a friend had told me a while back. One day she said to me that she hated looking in mirrors. She was only 16 at the time and is now in her twenties. By coincidence I was talking to her again yesterday and asked her the same question and last night she replied that sometimes she still doesn’t like looking in them. I also have another friend, a few years older, and she too hates looking in mirrors. She has told me that often she would look in a mirror and see a stranger looking back at her and that she didn’t like the look on the stranger. She also has told me that, not so much now but more so when she was younger, that she used to compare herself to all the girls she knew and was convinced that she was the ugliest girl to ever walk the Earth and that everyone else was beautiful. She hated her face, her body and everything about herself. Both of these two friends look like they can be on the cover of Vogue magazine. I just don’t get it. I guess that guys also feel the same way only that us guys are far less open with our insecurities.
It’s been many years since I left high school and the one thing that sticks in my memory more that anything else is something that happened one day in science class. It was in year 10 and our science teacher came in and started showing us some rocks. We all got in groups of three and she was going to give each group one rock to study and then write something about. Most were nice looking and very colourful shiny rocks except for one. And when one person from each group walked to the front to pick out his or her rock of course everyone picked out the prettiest rock and finally after every group had picked a rock the only rock that was left was that one grey and mouldy looking rock. She had purposely bought in one extra rock knowing full well that that would be the rock that everyone rejected, the rock that no one wanted. When she asked why hadn’t anyone picked that rock the whole class started saying “Ewww, that’s gross, what an ugly rock” and things like that. She then picked up the rock and wrapped it in newspaper and used another rock to crack it open. Inside there were beautiful crystals of different colours. The ugly grey rock turned out to be the most beautiful rock of all. I will never forget that teacher and the lesson she taugh us that day. Just like the ugly rock was left behind, not wanted by anyone, the not so pretty people are also rejected when we are given a choice. Sure, in order to fall in love with someone there must be some sort of a physical attraction there, but it’s what’s inside that person that is most important. I guess that everyone has their ups and downs when it comes to their appearances, just remember not to think about it so much. There are more important things in life, like real beauty.
Laz’s Daily Quote:
“You are beautiful no matter what they say. You are beautiful in every single way”
I am a thinker. People often tell me that I think too much for my own good but I disagree with them. And last night while lying in bed before I fell asleep I thought of something that a friend had told me a while back. One day she said to me that she hated looking in mirrors. She was only 16 at the time and is now in her twenties. By coincidence I was talking to her again yesterday and asked her the same question and last night she replied that sometimes she still doesn’t like looking in them. I also have another friend, a few years older, and she too hates looking in mirrors. She has told me that often she would look in a mirror and see a stranger looking back at her and that she didn’t like the look on the stranger. She also has told me that, not so much now but more so when she was younger, that she used to compare herself to all the girls she knew and was convinced that she was the ugliest girl to ever walk the Earth and that everyone else was beautiful. She hated her face, her body and everything about herself. Both of these two friends look like they can be on the cover of Vogue magazine. I just don’t get it. I guess that guys also feel the same way only that us guys are far less open with our insecurities.
It’s been many years since I left high school and the one thing that sticks in my memory more that anything else is something that happened one day in science class. It was in year 10 and our science teacher came in and started showing us some rocks. We all got in groups of three and she was going to give each group one rock to study and then write something about. Most were nice looking and very colourful shiny rocks except for one. And when one person from each group walked to the front to pick out his or her rock of course everyone picked out the prettiest rock and finally after every group had picked a rock the only rock that was left was that one grey and mouldy looking rock. She had purposely bought in one extra rock knowing full well that that would be the rock that everyone rejected, the rock that no one wanted. When she asked why hadn’t anyone picked that rock the whole class started saying “Ewww, that’s gross, what an ugly rock” and things like that. She then picked up the rock and wrapped it in newspaper and used another rock to crack it open. Inside there were beautiful crystals of different colours. The ugly grey rock turned out to be the most beautiful rock of all. I will never forget that teacher and the lesson she taugh us that day. Just like the ugly rock was left behind, not wanted by anyone, the not so pretty people are also rejected when we are given a choice. Sure, in order to fall in love with someone there must be some sort of a physical attraction there, but it’s what’s inside that person that is most important. I guess that everyone has their ups and downs when it comes to their appearances, just remember not to think about it so much. There are more important things in life, like real beauty.
Laz’s Daily Quote:
“You are beautiful no matter what they say. You are beautiful in every single way”