Someone made a comment about me. I know let it go…get over it…but it has struck a nerve with me. If it had been about my character, I probably would have addressed it, but it was regarding my physical appearance. I’m 5’1”, short and stocky (no I don’t mean that negatively), I played rugby for f sake! I totally get that I’m not the stereo typical cute thing from next door.
Yeah…yeah..yeah…I talked to someone that pulled off the edge of the crazy town rabbit hole that I more than wanted to fall down. Yes, I am more than aware that nothing good can come from that. The hardest thing is that I agree with the statement and no matter what I do, there will be a part of me that will always agree with that statement.
So, yep, yet again I am fighting with myself, knowing one thing believing another, it’s the worst headspace to be in. My own personal hellish entertaining as F fight club! If only there was a Brad Pitt or Edward Norton for at least eye candy! I know what I need to do, beyond being kind to myself. It’s just interesting how one comment can still send me into a tailspin. If anything, no matter how hurt I am by the statement, it made me realize how much more work I have to do.
In the meantime, I am simply going to grow a pair, get thicker skin, add another layer to the fortress, and carry on. I will also stay far far far away from any white rabbits, I will let Alice chase those!
7 years ago. Saturday, January 19, 2019 at 8:42 AM