Let's get Physical

How many times have you looked in the mirror and said, “Ew” to what you saw? I can honestly say I do that every day at least once. Why do women AND men place so much importance on the physical? So what I’m not Megan Fox but who is, besides her (duh)? Girls and guys have to understand normal people don’t look like that in real life. They have flaws. Every time I see my backside in the mirror, I want to throw up on myself. I weigh about 100lbs and have cellulite like a 300 lb woman. I can’t get rid of it, and I’ve tried everything. I finally just said so what, it is what is and I have to deal with it. I see so many women, even young girls trying to look like these models on magazines and TV. You better believe when I have a daughter I am going to POUND the importance of loving your own body into her head so she doesn’t end up like Heidi Montag. By the way, she is the epitome of sad little girl who thought her depression would be fixed by thousands of dollars worth of plastic surgery. Guess what, she’s still unhappy and married to the toe-headed martian. I am not saying I don’t like plastic surgery a little botox/maintenance when things start to go south, literally; is fine. It’s the media’s fault for placing so much importance on looking good. Excuse me, I know I look fly with my $30 jeans and white tee, I don’t need all that expensive crap that looks like the designer was drunk. Plus, when I was little my nickname was spill Thulin because I could not keep food and/or drink in my mouth or off my clothes at any meal so buying any expensive clothing item wasn’t the brightest of ideas. I’m trying to avoid the hypocrisy of this situation because I am guilty of wanting to look different at some points. There’s a line between what makes you feel good, and changing the way you look to please other people. If you have itty bitty boobies and want to go bigger for YOU, knock yourself out. If you want to get enhanced because you think it’ll please your man, think again. It’ll be a novelty for about a month then, they’re old news and he’s gone and you’re stuck with fake knockers. The moral of this story is love the physical you and if you don’t like something about you, change it for YOU not because you think people will like you better. If someone doesn’t like you for something physical, they are a waste of time and breath and probably have “short-comings” if you know what I mean. Until next time…