In my entire life, the only thing I've ever really liked about my appearance are my eyes. Even when I was feeling my most unattractive, my 'Cat's eyes' (as my Dad used to call them) were the one feature I could stare unabashedly at in the mirror, the part of my reflection I could concentrate on as a singular point of beauty on an otherwise wholly objectionable body. But while they still remain my favorite feature, I'm learning to use them to see the value in the other parts of me. The pieces of me that are changing shape, dwindling in size, and shrinking right along with my embarrassment and desire not to have them viewed.
My eyes above are a reminder to me that beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder, and that what I'm posting here for the world to see is no longer the source of my shame, but the canvas of my accomplishments. I am changing, not just in the eyes of the world, but in my own eyes as well. I can't wait to see what happens next...
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Y'know, shoplifting gets the heart rate up quite nicely, so technically I guess she earned some activity points.
ReplyDeleteWho said they were for her??? Didn't she at least try the, "they were for my friend" bit?
ReplyDeleteI would have. Kinda like the whole, "the dope in my car was my cousin's" bit.
Come to think of it that didn't work so well either.
I'd aquit, even if the "glove fit.
How many points for shoplifting?
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