This has been one of those weeks. One that's incredibly irritating, but what can you do?
I am a member of a Facebook Group that has members scattered everywhere, some of us from my area got together for lunch at Max Brenner's a few days ago. We began discussing different styles of clothing that we like and when the Hell Bunny topic came up one of the girls announced that she does not have any Hell Bunny clothing because she does not have the confidence it takes to pull off that style. I was blown away. She was an absolutely beautiful girl and these dresses would fit her perfectly and yet she just can't see that. I wonder at what stage we stop thinking that we are totally awesome and start believing we are not worthy?
I have three children and I shower them every day with praise. My eldest is 12 and even now when I tell him he is the most gorgeous boy in the whole damn world he proudly announces, 'I know!'
I fear for the time they start to see themselves differently.
This is something I want for my blog, I want it to inspire confidence. I want people who read it to get something positive out of it and use it for themselves. Again I say, my body is far from perfect to look at and sometimes my clothes don't press and I get sad and annoyed but ultimately my body is a fucking machine. It's gotten me through so much and is still running (although right now it's running a little slowly and with aches and pains but we blame the gym for that).
Something else happened this week that made me feel sad. The chap I've been doing "that thing" with hasn't got the greatest amount of confidence in himself. It mostly comes from childhood but the pattern of behaviour that triggered his poor self esteem hasn't particularly changed. There is no love lost between himself and his elder sister, however, even though they can't stand one another he goes above and beyond when it comes to being an Uncle. In a lot of ways he picks up her slack. Imagine then how hurt he would've been when he woke up a few days ago to hearing his 10 year old nephew tell his little friend that he couldn't go into a particular room of the house because of his 'evil' uncle? Worse yet, both his mother and grandmother were witness to this and said nothing.
I am a member of a Facebook Group that has members scattered everywhere, some of us from my area got together for lunch at Max Brenner's a few days ago. We began discussing different styles of clothing that we like and when the Hell Bunny topic came up one of the girls announced that she does not have any Hell Bunny clothing because she does not have the confidence it takes to pull off that style. I was blown away. She was an absolutely beautiful girl and these dresses would fit her perfectly and yet she just can't see that. I wonder at what stage we stop thinking that we are totally awesome and start believing we are not worthy?
I have three children and I shower them every day with praise. My eldest is 12 and even now when I tell him he is the most gorgeous boy in the whole damn world he proudly announces, 'I know!'
I fear for the time they start to see themselves differently.
This is something I want for my blog, I want it to inspire confidence. I want people who read it to get something positive out of it and use it for themselves. Again I say, my body is far from perfect to look at and sometimes my clothes don't press and I get sad and annoyed but ultimately my body is a fucking machine. It's gotten me through so much and is still running (although right now it's running a little slowly and with aches and pains but we blame the gym for that).
Something else happened this week that made me feel sad. The chap I've been doing "that thing" with hasn't got the greatest amount of confidence in himself. It mostly comes from childhood but the pattern of behaviour that triggered his poor self esteem hasn't particularly changed. There is no love lost between himself and his elder sister, however, even though they can't stand one another he goes above and beyond when it comes to being an Uncle. In a lot of ways he picks up her slack. Imagine then how hurt he would've been when he woke up a few days ago to hearing his 10 year old nephew tell his little friend that he couldn't go into a particular room of the house because of his 'evil' uncle? Worse yet, both his mother and grandmother were witness to this and said nothing.