What is beautiful? The meaning has become so distorted. Young girls, and boys, who are so insecure about their outward appearance are working harder to cover up their insecurities rather than learn how to love themselves for who they are.
“I wish this, I wish that.” “I’ll never have the perfect…” “I just want clear skin, a smaller nose, a tiny waist, less freckles, bigger boobs, smaller boobs, straighter teeth,…” The list could go on forever.
High school is tough. I wrote an overview of the adolescent years and how to survive them. My high school experience wasn’t bad. I enjoyed so many aspects about it and made lifelong friends. But I did have a group of girls that tried to make my life, well, hell. I don’t know if this fact will surprise you or not, but many teenagers haven’t completely matured yet. Therefore, their words are let out loosely, without thought of how it can truly affect another person.
My insecurity? Acne. I suffered from it and it got way worse my senior year than the normal pimple teenagers complain about. I felt like it was the first and only thing people saw when they met me. Make-up quickly became my best friend and I tried every product until I found the one that would mask it the best.
Being already insecure and feeling so unattractive, it didn’t help having others point the insecurity out.
My senior year, my high school thought it would be fun to copycat the famous Mean Girls movie and send around a “burn book.” Under my name, there were compliments “great dancer,” “sweetheart,” etc., but then “Lisa Pizza” fell on the page. I would totally own that nickname now. My relationship with pizza is awesome. But back then, that wasn’t the reason for the nickname.
Not only would the infamous nickname land in the “burn book,” it was written on my car, and the same group of girls would prank call me, say it, then hang up.
Now I’m not telling you all of this for pity. I don’t stay up late at night cursing their names. Besides writing this blog, I don’t even think about it.
I’m telling you so if you’re going through any of this or have an insecurity, I can promise you things get better.
You’re insecurity, whatever it is, does not define you.
You are beautiful.
You are worthy.
Don’t spend all your time, energy, and money trying to mask your insecurity. Learn and teach yourself self-love. Are you perfect? No. But who is? Everyone, and I mean everyone, is dealing with something they wish were different.
Insecurities will never vanish. As one goes away, another will pop up and at any age. The only way to completely be confident is to look at yourself in the mirror and be thankful for all that you are.
You are enough just the way you are.