If You're Insecure, Please Stand Up

What's my latest craze? Imperfections. Okay, stop. Before you start judging me, let me explain why. What do girls do when they're around other girls? We're looking for their flaws. By breaking them down to a collection of pieces, we make ourselves feel better. Like, well at least my birthmark isn't as big as hers or thank god I don't have the same freaky texture of hair as her. Don't lie, we all do it. To everyone. Calm down, guys do it too. Instead of nitpicking at the little things, they look at the big picture by asking themselves this question: could I take him in a fight? Don't laugh, that's exactly what they do.

Hurray, we're all insecure! So why can't we accept that and move on? Because it's not good enough. It's programmed into our brains that we must be perfect at all costs. Quite literally. People spend thousands of dollars on plastic surgery just so they can feel better about themselves. But two things happen: they're still unsatisfied because all they can see is the old "them," and they get addicted to it and they don't know how to stop.

I have all kinds of imperfections ingrained into myself, but my favorite (yes, my favorite) is the scar on my face. It's not my favorite because "I just love it so much." It's my favorite because it's the most noticeable to me. I have a scar on the left side of my face, by the side of my mouth. It's wide and darker than my natural skin tone and everybody thinks that it's chocolate so I get this a lot: "Hey, you've got some chocolate on your face." No, I don't. It's a scar, thanks for making me feel even worse about it. I see it every morning when I wash my face and I put extra cover up on it when I do my makeup. But guess what. It's still there. I don't like it, but I accept it because it's not going anywhere so I might as well get used to it.

Here's Kelly Clarkson and how they edit her:

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Your imperfections are what make you different from the people around you. I hate when people tell me that I look like somebody else. No I don't! I'm my own person! I look like me, not them. Get it right.

I could go on and on about how I think you should feel great about all those flaws that you have. But I won't because you won't believe me. I don't like my flaws and my insecurities, but what am I gonna do about it? Cry and whine and complain? No, because all my friends would think that I was really annoying and they wouldn't want to talk to me. Friends or no friends? It's your choice. ;)