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Earlier this week, I did something I never thought I'd be able to do (at least not yet): I went out in public with no makeup on. Some people may think that's stupid, or that people who can't be fresh faced are conceited or whatever. But I, like many people, have acne scars, and they can be embarrassing. They made me feel uncomfortable showing my face for almost six years. However, a couple weeks ago, I did a chemical peel, which causes your old skin to peel off, and reveal clearer, new skin. And let me tell you, that was the most torturous week ever (It didn't hurt or anything, but I had to stay home for a week straight...talk about stir crazy!). Even though I did the peel, the scars were not completely faded, and my skin was nowhere close to being flawless (Beyoncé voice). Nevertheless, I applied my sunscreen, put on a baseball cap and sunglasses, mustered up courage, and headed out the door.
I had to wait 10 minutes before the bus came. This meant I had to stand there, outside, where someone I knew could see me and be alarmed at the sight of my face (everyone has only seen me with makeup on). But no one I knew showed up, and no one took particular interest in me or what I looked like. This went on for the rest of the journey. In fact, when I realized that people didn't really care about my appearance, I started gaining a little bit of confidence. I spoke to sales associates, stopped tugging so much on my cap...I even took my sunglasses off! After a while, I looked at this as an accomplishment. I had built up the courage to go out in public showing the real me!
This got me thinking about the people who have insecurities they can't hide, no matter how hard they try: a birth mark, an undesirable facial feature, or even their weight. I have a greater respect for these people. Everyday, they have to get out of bed and step into the public eye, being, or at least acting like they are comfortable in their own skin. Some people may decide to ignore them, or make fun of them because something they can't change. But they still have to live their lives and choose to be happy.
Sometimes it feels impossible to embrace our flaws, but even the most gorgeous person alive has his/her insecurities. Everyone has something they scrutinize in the bathroom mirror. And despite society's idea that we all have to look and have the same idea of "pretty" in order to be accepted, for the most part, people will accept you regardless of what you think is "ugly" or "unattractive" about yourself. There's no point stressing ourselves out, trying to look a certain way for people who will criticize or put us down anyway. I mean, we all want to look nice, be complimented, and receive "likes" on our photos, but getting "likes" on Instagram of Facebook isn't everything. What's most important is how we feel and who we are on the inside. That way, our internal confidence and positivity can radiate outward, impacting people's lives, rather than attempting to satisfy judgemental eyes.
I truly admire people who accept their imperfections. There is just something about someone who knows they are beautiful from the inside out, and that the people who know it too are the only ones worth their time. I guess the point of this long ramble is that although we are ALL beautiful, we ALL have something more to offer the world than physical beauty (and if you don't believe me, just listen to my bby J. Cole's song Crooked Smile).
I've never written a "personal" blog post, but I wanted to post something different this week. This is really long, probably reeeaally poorly written, and not everyone will agree or enjoy it, but there's no point in gaining a new perspective first-hand, if you can't share it with people who might be interested or impacted (also, the title has nothing to do with the actual blog post but wutevs).
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