Is Self-Love Enough?

I love myself, it has been a journey but I truly do.

Sure, there are features about myself I don’t like but I wouldn’t change it.

However, as my as I love myself, I don’t think I am “beautiful”. Because I am not and that’s okay. So when someone compliments my appearance or calls me beautiful, my immediate reaction is that voice in my head shouting “liar!”

And I think back to the boy who called me ugly when I was 12. So why am I so quick to assume he is right?

Is the fact that I love myself and think I have other redeemable qualities enough? Or do I need to think I have it all, when I don’t?

Is self-love the absence of self-loathing?

Advertisements

Do Looks Really Matter?

If you read my previous posts you would know that I talk about how looks aren’t important and that looks fade. And this is true, I agree with these these theories.
Some Internet trolls will say it’s because I’m ugly and they’re right I’m ugly as f*ck. But I’ve learnt to be okay with that. Looks aren’t that important to me.

So why did I spend a half hour looking at “how to be pretty” on the Internet?
This inevitably lead to a chain of more superficial searches. But the biggest question is why did I do this.
Your guess is as good as mine.

But eventually I came to my final search which was do looks really matter?
And I read one page when I realised how idiotic and futile it is.

Everywhere I turn I see beautiful people, and and then there’s me. I usually I think “it’s okay I’ve got a personality and my health”.
But this time it got to me. I feel like I have no personality and I’m dumb and ugly so I’ve got to work on being pretty and smart and interesting.

Then I realised what is true beauty anyway. It’s different to everyone, it’s different to me, to you reading this, to your parents (to your pets?).
For me true beauty is acceptance and kindness, acceptance with who you are but your kindness to help those who need it. It’s those with a soul, instead of selling it to the devil.

I’m not saying I’m not ugly, I’m just saying that I can better myself instead of changing completely. The first thing would be to be comfortable with me.

I’m writing this be cause I want to be honest. Looks don’t determine my self worth, my looks have made me what I am today. I love the person I am, seriously I could have been way worse. The people who don’t mind the way I look are the people I can get along with.

I’m glad I did do those idiotic searches because it has shown me how stupid it was what I was doing. My last search was “do looks really matter?” and I didn’t look at any websites because I already knew the answer.
The conclusion got me one step closer to the person I want to be.
Of course I’m still insecure but I’ve still got time to figure it out, these teenage years are the time for self discovery and my insecurity goes hand in hand with that.

Betty

I don’t know how many people are familiar with the show Ugly Betty (and if you aren’t then shame on you).
I absolutely loved it, I mean Betty was fucking hilarious, the idea was bloody brilliant. A heroine with thick rimmed glasses and braces- now that’s a plot.
An “ugly” (note the air quotes) girl who went to work for a fashionable magazine. She didn’t fit in (I’m pretty sure everyone knows how that feels). Shows like that aren’t really on, usually tv shows are about pretty people complaining about their lives. With Ugly Betty, I don’t know, I just feel like I could relate. Besides the poncho *face-palm*

I know it may sound stupid to have an emotional attachment to a fictional character but I don’t care.
My all time favourite quote from her-
“No I’m the jerk for thinking that clothes and a new hairdo would make a difference on someone like me.”
To me, I never really saw Betty as ugly, beauty IS in the eye of the beholder and to me she was beautiful. Honestly, she was an inspiration. I think more girls should try to be like Betty because she was a strong, independent woman, who was successful. Yet people still try and be like the models in there.

I’m not going to lie even the superficial characters had there moments. Honestly have you ever heard truer words-
“A word of advice, be who you are, wear what you want, just learn how to run real fast.”
~ Marc St

I even think Betty introduced the idea of blogging to me.
She was a real person; she had bad hair days (a lot of them), she snorted when she laughed, she embarrassed herself (once again, a lot!)
But she also stood up for what she believed in, she had experiences and had morals.
Which is why I refuse to call her ugly.

Thanks for reading
^___^
(=^.^=) (hey look a cat, since that has your attention—> leave a comment about your favourite heroines from books or tv shows)

We Are Ugly

Beauty is only skin deep and that’s why people strive for. However, ugly goes down to the bone. So why is this generation so obsessed with being pretty- and they want to be ugly inside.

It doesn’t matter if you’re pretty, ugly, fat or skinny- at the end of the day- according to society there is still something wrong with you.
Despite this we still can try only to be put to the same position because at the end of the day we are still ugly.

So what? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right? So either we are all ugly or all beautiful. What does it matter were still humans. I’d like to think everyone’s beautiful. Because in some way- believe it or not- we all are beautiful. There is some redeeming quality in us all.

So you know what, fuck society. Fuck what they tell us. All that really matters is what we think.
And if you still think you’re ugly remember this

“I have an important message to deliver to all the cute people all over the world. If you’re out there and you’re cute, maybe you’re beautiful. I just want to tell you somethin’ — there’s more of us UGLY MOTHERFUCKERS than you are, hey-y, so watch out.”
― Frank Zappa