I always thought that be beautiful people had the best lives. As I get older I realize that it isn't true. Growing up I was always awkward looking, I had buck teeth, never brushed my hair and was way too skinny. I even spent an entire summer wearing nothing but pants and longed sleeved shirts because I hated my body. I remember one day in high school, I mustered up the courage to wear these open toed high heels, it was a little chilly outside so why not wear socks too? Well this ended up being ammunition for the popular girls, and as they slithered by, they pointed and laughed at my sad attempt at style. They always picked on me and my friends and made sure we knew what losers we were.
I always thought the popular girls would grow up and be beautiful and have beautiful lives. When I see those girls now, I can't help but still resent them for the way they treated me in high school. Maybe they don't remember, but how could I forget? They made every day of my life a living hell. The funny thing is, they aren't as beautiful as I had thought they were.
I learned that beautiful people can sometimes be the most unhappy people. All their lives they could rely so much on their looks, that they never even have to develop a personality. They never know if someone likes them for who they are or simply because of their looks. And since their looks are so important, a bad hair day or a pimple can be earth shaking. Even the most beautiful people have their faults, and no is completely happy with the way they look.
I was never beautiful to me, and now I don't know if I even want to be. Outer beauty is overrated. Beautiful people are shallow, insensitive and judgmental. Real beauty is beyond our looks, real beauty is purveyed through the heart. How we treat people, caring for others, and compassion...that is TRUE BEAUTY.
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- alanacompher
- I open my eyes and realize that I have yet another day to drag on through life. I lie in bed wondering why I was put on this earth, if pain and suffering is all I am destined for. I go through each day dragging my feet and am absolutely sure that my existence was simply a mistake. I could never even fantasize about a better life. A life where people keep their promises, where parents are in love and are together forever, like on tv. A little girl…years beyond her age, ignored by parents, defiled by man, bullied by an older sister and concurrently given the opportunity of a lifetime. It is not until we see the darkest depths that we can truly find freedom in ourselves.
You are right.
ReplyDeleteBut bagging on the "beautiful people" for their conceit doesn't really make a movement.
Keep going with this. Keep encouraging. Eventually we will get there with real people, who are smart and grounded. They are the leaders of tomorrow. Unfortunately, it's still today:)