In this guest blog post, I have decided to make a confession about how I went under the knife and did some plastic surgery in my younger days in hope to achieve an “ideal beauty” which I had thought would fulfill me. Naturally, I discovered that there is no such thing as an “ideal beauty” – especially when I was so busy beating myself up about it, and did not even like what I had already been bestowed with.
Below is an excerpt for the post I wrote for Jamie’s Blog.
For years, I have vehemently denied that I cared about my face, my hair, the way I looked, and my body shape – especially, my size.
I hid behind the layers of my facade to project an ideal – an ideal that I thought I should be, must be. In the process, I massacred my true self.
How did I become such a cowardly hypocrite?
Was it the time I was publicly spanked in front of the entire school assembly that I lost all my self-esteem? I was only seven.
Or, was it that moment I found out the guy I liked was also screwing half of the girls in school, along with my so-called Best Friend at that time. Boy, was I glad for not losing my virginity to that jerk-face.
So, when did it really begin—my descent into self-loathing?
For the full article, please go here.
I sincerely hope you will come to love Jamie’s Blog as much as I have adored Jamie since the moment I met her. She is an incredible beauty who is both fearless and effortless. In my humble opinion, one cannot acquire the art of effortless beauty without becoming fearless. Or vice versa.
At the end of the day, we should be effortless in loving ourselves and fearless in becoming a better version of ourselves at each stage of our lives.
Please do head over to Jamie’s Blog and give her some love.
As always, start your own brand of fearless living and love the life you live.
May your beauty become just as effortless.