![[Blogger Herine] Accepting Yourself the Way You Are](https://www.myfatpocket.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/03/IMG_1653_zpsv9ib1qfc.jpg)
Do you look at or think about yourself and immediately a whole flaw list seems to churn out quicker than your hands can type on a keyboard? It could be the brain processing data on oneself too cleverly, or you are just belittling and picking on yourselves. A mild dose of this could be healthy, but what happens when you get sucked into the whole realm of unacceptance of oneself?
Based on real experiences (no naming here), I have seen how much destruction can unacceptance do to a person. A few women can easily let the casual words of men they loved affect them so much that they start to see flaws in their already perfect bodies that were being envied by many women. But it wasn’t enough. If aesthetic enhancements could fulfil everything a woman needed, it didn’t in some cases. Not only did it destruct a woman’s expectations, but also brought down her self-esteem.
In another case, an underweight man was inferior with his body, thinking that it was the reason why he couldn’t get a girlfriend. He started buffing himself up. Although it boosted his self-esteem, but what happened when he lost the motivation to build up his physique? As the muscle mass went down, what else too? And because he himself thought being skinny as a big, bad deal, friends around him adopted his mindset too. It became a “taboo” to even say the word “skinny” in front of him.
As for me, I was a geek back during school days. I was picked on and bullied, thus I never missed school times. But I was gravely affected and it took me many years before I stopped being inferior and an introvert. I was told that I was ugly and I looked like an alien. I took it so badly and it didn’t occur to me then that those people who said that in my face were usually the fat and ugly ones. And I allowed them to impact my inferior complexity. Everything in my life plummeted and I turned into a very pessimistic person. Years on, it was through many encouraging people who repeatedly told me that I wasn’t what those bullies said I was, that I walked out of it and never looked back.
Can you imagine the impact of words? It’s the most lethal weapon ever!
I can’t tell you exactly the way to feel content and accept yourself the way you are (without letting yourself waste away of course), but I swear, if you try, life will be so much better.
Let words inspire, not harm.
Herine.A
