I woke up today feeling fantastic. The sun was out, and it felt great on my skin. The weight is coming off steadily, and I went for a walk down on the beach, and was again amazed at the beauty of this place. I felt really good about life and myself.
Tonight, I am just the opposite. I feel insecure, and I hate that. I see beautiful, stunning women out there, and I feel fat and unattractive. I really hate that. It's very unlike me. And it bites.
Is this just a woman thing? Do we all compare ourselves to each other? I think so, to a point. But I've always been confident in myself, and not unhappy with my physical appearance. I like my good skin and my curves, and I like having a nice smile.
But tonight, I feel.....I don't even know what word to insert here, or what adjective to use. I don't like to use insecure, because I am not normally an insecure person. I like me.
I think, as women, we all have moments of weakness like this now and then, where we look at someone else and think...why can't we all look that good, or be that healthy, or have a waist that small? Imagine all the cool clothes we could fit into! lol
Ah well. We are who we are. All shapes and sizes. And no doubt, beautiful people have their own insecurities. Yeah, I'll cling to that raft for a while. lol
And now I'll stop whining. :)
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