Self Image #1

So today, i cried. Only a little. But i am sick. Sick of my body image.

During summer, autumn, winter and spring, I am constantly trying to look "hot" and impress the boys, while looking better than other girls. I am not a snob, I am being honest, that is what every single girl wants to be. The best.

Today i made a big decision, to be the girl who wears things that compliment her, but don't flaunt her body parts. I have always hated the year 9 girls that walk outside in something that i would now class as underwear.. pretty much. I feel sorry for those girls because those perfect little bodies that all the boys in there year and up find attractive, arent going to last forever. I am constantly trying to look as good as them but only now do i realise that i will never be those girls. I am a completely different person to them, and I will be and am proud of the way I have lived and been brought up.

Back to why I cried. My image before now has always been "Wear something that shows off your bum, or that makes your boobs look good" and I keep thinking to myself WHY THE HELL do i want to be fully clothed and show off my nakedness at the same time? i have never been skanky or O.T.T but I have worn shorts that show my bum or a singlet that is maybe cut a bit low. But now I am sick of it, I will not be seen like that anymore, if someone wants to see those parts, they can get to know me & see what happens from there. I cried because I hate my flaws, as anyone else would, but physically, there is not one part of my body that I love. I am o.k. with a few parts but there are minor details about those parts that I despise! I have a lot of freckles/moles, my ears stick out just a bit more than they should, I have slightly crooked teeth, and if I didnt have those things I would be so much more confident. But our flaws make us who we are so I have decided to flaunt my flaws, rather than my assets.

The whole reason I am writing this blog is because I know I won't be the only person thinking these things. I know I wont be the only person being jealous of all the attention that the younger girls get and get myself quite depressed over stupid situations with boys, girls, clothes, makeup and whatever else is involved in my life, that is probably involved in your life too, whoever you are...