Every day, I find something wrong with myself because…because I’d rather be That Girl.
That Girl who has the perfect body who can rock anything she wears and is not judged by other people
That Girl who has such a pretty face, she doesn’t even need makeup to make her look flawless
Or That Girl who does her makeup perfectly every morning, there’s not one mistake to pick out.
That Girl who gets all the guys just from one smile and a hair flip. I do the same, and I attract no guys... what am I doing wrong?!?
That Girl who can show up at a dance and be the life of the party without doing anything worthwhile
That Girl who can take a picture of themselves and not pick out any flaws
Or That Girl who can post a picture of themselves and not have any insecurities
That Girl who can go out to a restaurant and order an Oreo cheesecake and not be called a fatty
That Girl who gets the lead in a musical because she can pull off that part better than anyone else
That Girl who has the perfect family and not one person...missing
Am I not good enough for anyone anymore? Do I not meet people’s standards?
When I flip through a magazine, I’m just so desperate to be That Girl
Sometimes, I wish people would look at me and say, I want to be That Girl
Or some guy to say, I want to be with That Girl
Being the bigger girl of all my friends is a big insecurity for me…. kinda makes me feel like the outsider, ya know? Pff, wait, you wouldn’t know
I know I shouldn’t let these things bother me, but they do
I guess I was never destined to be That Girl; Maybe I was destined to be That Girl who just lives her life
That Girl who loves herself for who she is
That Girl who doesn’t care if she does her makeup poorly, I at least tried
That Girl who doesn’t care what people thinks about her
That Girl who doesn’t rely on male attention to make herself feel beautiful
That Girl who still has insecurities, but at the end of the day, just says “Whatever”
I might not be That Girl, but I’m THIS Girl
There is only one
That girl
And they made a show about her
And even she wanted to be
Someone else
But was beautiful in her own self
I Love the write
And the comments
For you
KS
Loving Yourself
That girl in magazine does not exist. She unreal. A perve of what true beauty is.
A strong heart, brilliant brain, and humor at the smallest of things is true beauty.
I myself use to be slim, but glasses and glumsy. I wanted to be different. I wanted more colour in my pale skin. I wanted to fit in. I found after I quit drinking, and gain weight... I had to learn to love myself as I am. I fought this for a long time. I went from skinny and clumsy to being overweight with a trunk of emotional baggage. I became insecure. I was often alone until I found the love for myself.
I have a wife now, she reminds me I am handsome as I am. Meaty, clumsy, nerdy but hey past all that a good guy is found.
When you truly love yourself, the rest falls into place.
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I am an artist of words as well as paints.
I believe tave that loving yourself is
I believe that loving yourself is where it starts. tapping into your own heart and then shining outward your full beauty.. Your glow will capture eyes and you will lift their spirits, whomever they may be. And then you will be even brighter than 'that girl' and you will be 'that beautifil spirit'. Be you and fully embrace her... Enjoyed the read. We all have insecurities. You sound like you are on the right track.
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often times, that girl wants
often times, that girl wants to be another.. people should learn to not be jealous of other people's positive traits but instead be happy for what they are. easier said than done, yes, but everyone's so caught up in wishing for a better past or better genetics or better circumstances they forget they still have so much in front of them already.