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Partway though hymns during church service, we break to greet one another and shake hands. (It's actually my least favorite part of service because, you know, forced interaction.) Recently, as I was shaking the hand of an older woman, she did a double-take and said, "wow, you're pretty."
I was taken aback, and I think it was obvious from the expression on my face. Primarily because I see this woman every week, and hasn't she seen me before? But then I thought, at what point do you find someone that attractive that you have to tell her in passing?
And then I thought, "damn it, she's right." And it pissed me off that I spent the majority of my life thinking otherwise.
Blah, blah, society standards. I never lived up to them, so I "wasn't attractive." What a load of crap. I am pretty, and I wish I had learned that years ago. It annoys me that we have to come to this point of self-discovery to truly love ourselves, and we can't appreciate the face we're forced to look at every day right off the bat.
You're all pretty, too. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. Kick anyone who disagrees.