Thursday, June 24, 2010
I am awesome.
You know the glance you get when someone is clearly checking you out? When I wasIt’s different now. Just a few minutes ago, I was having a perfectly normal conversation with another adult in my workplace when she clearly checked me out. Now perhaps in a different setting I might wonder if she was checking her gay-dar to see which team I played for; and I’d take it as a compliment. But this was work, and this person is clearly not interested in me that way (not that there’s anything wrong with that).
I had a total nervous breakdown, deep down inside where it counts. Is my stomach sticking out, is she wondering if I’m pregnant? God, why did I eat that second enchilada? Is my shirt riding low and revealing my scar? Did I shave my legs? Is my fly unzipped? Are these shoes too young for me?
The upward glance is just as bad – my roots must look awful, did I forget to pluck something? Is she is wondering why I've worn a ponytail for the last 5 days in a row? She can tell that my hair is a greasy mess, or she can see my dandruff.It occurs to me how significant it is that I no longer assume that I’m hot when someone checks me out! That is such bullshit. I’m in the best shape of my life, and while my hair could always use a little work, it’s mostly presentable.
I am going to start doing daily affirmations to reverse this disturbing phenomenon. I am totally meeting the gaze of my own eyes in the reflection of my monitor right now, and I’m saying this out loud. Ignore the snickering of my family. They have low self esteem. Not me:
I am hot!
The sit ups are working!
My hair looks fabulous!
I don’t need a boob job!
Those laugh lines give my face character!
My breath smells great!
I am awesome!
There. Now go knock ‘em dead.
2 comments:
You're good enough, you're smart enough, and doggone it, people Like you.
And you are beyond awesome.
And sit-ups are for chumps.
Ellie
I clearly remember the original posting of this post. I actually even remember you laughing about this post on the evening before it posted. You had just written it and had quite a good time doing so, and told me all this when you met me and Autumn and Mary for a little bday love at Pizza Port in OB.
It has always & evermore remained one of my very favorite of your posts!!
You are still awesome (and always will be!). Boo to the somewhat old and notawesome events. It Just Ain't True!
(At worst you are hot but falling apart, ha ha.)
xoxo,
Beth
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