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In this tag, you are supposed to list three things you don't like about yourself, whether they are obvious to the world, or you pick something that no one else sees. Then you pick three things that you do like about yourself.
It's very easy to be critical of ourselves and it's hard to keep my unlike list to a minimum of three, but keep in mind we are always harsher on ourselves than anybody else would ever be on us. We are our own worst critiques!
So, three things about myself I dislike:
1.
The scars on my fingers from my ski accident.
I'd like to be able to say I got them while mastering The Black Mountain of Doom. Ha! It happened on the bunny hill during my lessons, so I didn't even get to finish my lessons before I ended up in the hospital.
My ski instructor had mentioned that we'd be able to lean as far forward as we could without falling because our ski's would counteract the weight displacement. Of course me being who I am decided to try this after I'd gone down the three foot bunny hill and low and behold I fell down. Rather than immediately get up like a normal person I decided to keep my butt plopped firm in the snow and that's when someone ran over my fingers with their ski's, resulting in a splash of scars from knuckle to knuckle. Sigh!
2.
My jelly belly.
It's easy for me to blame my jelly belly on lack of exercise, being big boned or from my pregnancy and though this may be truth for a lot of people...for me it simply just is. I've had it since I can remember and it doesn't look like it will leave me anytime soon. I can have a jello jiggler anytime I want.
3.
I'm a very stubborn person!!
I am a stubborn person, perhaps too stubborn. It's not as hard to admit it as it is to change. When my mind is made up, good luck trying to change it. I could be completely in the dark about whatever it is I've made up my mind about but you will not get me to budge. It's almost like once my brain has decided something, there's no off switch. There's no turning it back, there's no turning it forward, it's stuck right smack dab on the decision it has made. This has resulted in numerous arguments, a vast amount of shouting matches and even more evil glares.
Now three things I like about myself:
1.
The scars on my fingers from my ski accident.
Though the scars themselves are an ill reminder of what happened and how they happened, I'm also reminded that I did go skiing. I went out there completely out of my comfort zone and tried something that nameless other people had told me I would not be able to do. Granted I didn't make it past the bunny hill, but I still went out there and tried!
2.
My jelly belly.
My jelly belly no matter the reason for it's existence reminds me that for nine months it carried my son, stretching to a grotesqueness that I still can't comprehend how it doesn't topple us over?
When you're that pregnant and you're literally ready to pop, whoa, makes you realize that life really is a miracle!
3.
My stubborness.
So by now you're probably thinking WTF? How can I like everything about myself that I just said I dislike?
Let me put it to you like this, ALL my likes and dislikes make me who I am today. It's a constant internal struggle, a constant love/hate relationship. I'm always looking to better myself without completely changing. Confusing right? Normally when we want to better ourselves it involves some kind of change, and as much as I put myself down, there's also positives to my dislikes like I mentioned. So how can I really dislike myself? I like being me. You should like being you too! It makes you who you are, imperfections and all. Besides, just because you don't like your own skin, or your hair, or your thighs, doesn't mean everybody else dislikes it too. There's someone out there who will look beyond that.
So what do I like about my stubborness? It keeps me sane. It makes me stick to my own opinions. It gives people something to talk about. It may lead to arguments which may result in great make-up you know what ~.^
Tag! You're it!
And remember, your imperfections are what make you YOU!
XoXo,
Zxen
