masking it
sometimes i don't like myself. do you know this feeling?
being the contemplative type, i ask myself lots of "why" questions until i feel like i've explored my mood.
beauty is a recurring theme during these musings. here are some possible reasons i've brainstormed:
-i grew up in a beauty salon.
-there's a history of all kinds of plastic surgery in my immediate family: boobs, chins, lipo, noses, etc.
-i'm a girl in modern-day american culture.
i feel like i've heard and believed (at various times) a lot of very conflicting and confusing messages about beauty.
i'm done with that.
everyone is beautiful. especially you.
love,
sam
Labels: art, beauty, depression, diary


2 Comments:
I totally hear ya. being a girl can make you feel weird about all sorts of stuff you didn't even know was "bad" or "wrong" or too big or too small. I keep hoping that if we teach our kids and ourselves that it's okay to be who we are, to embrace and celebrate our differences, that these things make us beautiful in much more important ways- that the next generation won''t feel bad about a big nose or big thighs. they're sexy, dammit! =)
:) i couldn't agree more!
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