Okay, I feel totally ridiculous for how much this whole TV thing got to me. And I found a way to make myself feel better. I’m posting a picture of myself looking completely grubby. The only makeup I’m wearing is the stuff I didn’t quite manage to wash off last night. My hair is a mess, and I’m wearing a shirt I’ve had since high school (hey grunge! I still love you!)
How is this helping?
Well, because I think what was bothering me was that I felt like what was out there was a very distorted version of me. I am comfortable with actual me, but I didn’t feel right about cankle-necked washed out me. So this picture is my confidence booster. If I can say, here it is, here I am, this is me, I think I can get past this. I’m silly and I’m goofy and I don’t always worry about washing off all my mascara at night and some days I don’t put on real clothes and I’m fine with it. I’m a nice person, and I’m smart, and I care about things, and that’s what’s important. I don’t feel the need to be perfect. I just want to feel like me. Maybe that doesn’t make any sense, but I think it’ll make me feel better.
So here I am.