I have always been a little self conscious about the way I look. As I get older I become very comfortable in my skin. But it has been a process. I remember the times when I didn't really want to go places because people who look at me there. Now my response to 9 year old me is..."Who cares?" But again, it was a process.
I have been lucky in my life that I have been told I am beautiful by those I cherish and those who cherish me. That is a feeling that cannot be minimized. So note to the moms and dads out there, tell your daughters that they count, that they are beautiful, that their emotions matter. Show them what real relationship look like so that they know what love is supposed to be. I thank my parents for showing what good times look like and how to get through the bad ones.
Now as I approach 40 (well in about 5 years, okay 4 years) I can say that I am happy with me. Though I want to make some changes I know that I am no longer worried about what others see when they look at me, I am happy with me.
It took me sometime to become comfortable in my skin but I am there. I know longer feel like a little girl looking and hoping for the world acceptance. I can now answer, "Yes, I am a Woman!"
- ▼ 2012 (20)