Women spend a lot of time sitting around thinking of all the things we’re not, the things we can’t do.
I’m not 120 pounds soaking wet. I’m not a vixen with long shapely legs. I’m not a girl whose hair doesn’t get messed up from the wind. I’m not able to wear short dresses. I can’t throw my hair up into the perfectly messy bun. I don’t know how to stop sweating. I’m not always sure of the best way to dress for my body type. Hell, I’m not always interested enough in figuring out the best way to dress period.
I don’t know the perfect level of laughter when a cute guy says something funny. I haven’t mastered a hair flip. I don’t know when the perfect time to lightly touch his hand is. I can’t tell the difference between someone who’s interested in me as a friend or more. I don’t do the bend and snap. I’m not sure how to flirt with someone. I don’t get why I can’t be sarcastic right off the bat. I don’t get why I can’t show off my intelligence. I don’t get why those two things would be intimidating.
I don’t leave any time to think about the things I am.
These are thoughts that run through my head pretty much every day. I am consumed of looking around and being reminded of all the things I’m NOT, that it occurs to me I rarely think about the things that I AM. Women could take a cue from men, who I doubt compare themselves tirelessly to other men. We could stand to take a step back from being so critical of ourselves and start thinking about the good things we have to offer.
Tomorrow I have a challenge for myself. Any time I find myself looking at another girl and thinking I’m not sure, I am going to think about one thing that I have that she might envy.
I AM my own worst enemy. And the only person that can change that is me.
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