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Thursday, July 1, 2010 | 11:14 PM | 0Comment  This will be a short one, Internet, but I needed to post this.Today, I had this epiphany. One that seems so obvious, and one that I should've had a long time ago. But it just hit me. Lately, I've been obsessively thinking about being someone else and when I'm going to become something I'm not. "When I get my bangs cut and when I dye my hair black, I'll be happier and more confident." "When I get a six pack, I'll feel better about myself." "When I buy this brand of mascara, I'll be able to feel more like myself." When I do this, when I do that, when this happens, only THEN will I feel okay. That's what I kept thinking. I keep thinking, tomorrow I'll be better. Tomorrow, I'll do this better. A month from now, my hair will be longer and I'll feel prettier. But I'm not going to be anyone else but who I am. Right now. I've spent plenty of time figuring out who I am, and the girl I am isn't going to be revealed suddenly someday, bursting out of me like I've been in some sort of cocoon. My appearance will vary and change over the years, sometimes subtly and somethings drastically, and so will my taste in music and TV and movies and books. I'll age and go through life experiences that will throw me for a loop and will make me wiser. But I'll still be me. And no one can take that away from me. xo Hopeless Romantic |
