Thorn in my side
“Easy for you to say”.
Getting sooooooo sick of this comment!
I do not intend this to be an angry post but I am just getting a bit tired of this pattern that keeps happening, especially lately.
I have been blessed with good genes. I have been given a gift, I accept that gift, I say “thank you” and I make no apologies for it.
Firstly, I will not get into a debate here as to who it is that sets the standards as to what “good looks” actually are but let’s say that yes, I am good looking.
I like myself when I look in the mirror, I like my strengths as well as my flaws because they are all ME. I like dressing up and putting make up on and looking “pretty”.
But my looks do not define me. Not as a person or as a human being or as a member of society or as a parent or as a child or as a wife or as a friend.
I am a person on this life’s journey, searching for growth and becoming the best “me” I can be. I recognise that before I can help anyone else, I need to help myself. Before I can love anyone else, I need to love myself.
I am not saying that it is not nice to receive a compliment. Everyone appreciates a good compliment.
But to discount all that I am and all that I do, to dismiss me, because of the way I LOOK… that is not acceptable.
I could try and call it “judgement” and “discrimination” but I won’t. That is because I am not responsible for other people’s behaviour, only my own.
I am a person, just like everyone else, made up of stuff like bone, flesh, blood, organs, hair, skin and so many other things. I feel and think, just like everyone else.
I work really really hard at the things which are important to me and I am not a quitter. I follow my passion and purpose. I love my life and everyone in it. Every day, I strive to be the best human I can be. I try to instil values and ethics into my children and help them be all that they can be. I am a far cry from an air headed bimbo people like to think I am.
With this, what I am saying is, do not assume. Give credit where it is due.
Now that I have written all of this, I come to a realisation that on a deeper level, it really doesn’t matter to me so much; I find it one of those annoying things that I can deal with. But there are people out there who could be seriously impacted.
Do NOT judge a book by it’s cover.
Even if that cover is pretty and glossy, do NOT discredit what is written inside.