I have always been irrationally insecure. I pour myself into different activities hoping that these accomplishments will make me feel some type of way. More often than not, I feel empty and lay around in self-loathing. I spend hours comparing myself to the girls around me. I’ve always felt like the DUFF of the friend group. When everyone around you is beautiful it’s hard not to compare yourself.
This semester, however, I’ve really matured. I no longer feel the weight of the world on my shoulders. While I’m still an insecure stressball my demons have quieted down. Nowadays, I feel like a confident baddie ready to take on the world. I’ve realized that no matter how beautiful a girl is she will never be you! She’ll never have your determination, your take on the world, your sense of style, your creative mind, your unnecessarily loud laugh. So while you could sit around afraid that your boo will leave you for a prettier girl, just remember that no one will ever be able to replace you. It’s such an obvious thought but one I’ve never dwelled upon before.
Quotes like this normally cause me to baby-barf but on days like today I bookmarked them:
“Beauty is also about the way you move, speak, and express yourself. It’s about good health, warmth, spontaneity, and charisma”
“She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful for the way she thought. She was beautiful for that sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful for her ability to make other people smile even when she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul.”
This semester I’ve made a ton of guy friends so naturally, I took the time to grill them with questions. I’ve realized that they don’t have such lofty standards. In their hormonal eyes, most girls are pretty. Sure, they might not settle down with them but if you’re looking to be desired it’s not that difficult. All it takes is going out of your comfort zone and giving them enough attention. Making moves. Shooting your shot. I for one still believe that guys should make the first move, but hey, 2017 I guess?