Yesterday I found out that I am breakable. I discovered in myself that I have a lot of flaws that the people closest to me can see, point out to me and just demolish me. I found out that these flaws of mine are slowly bursting through the cracks of my surface and I don't know how to stop them from leaking out.
I am fat. I wouldn't call myself obese, but I am certainly not a size 6. Try a size 16. And I have always known that I have been larger compared to most girls, but it never really affected me until I became aware of just how beautiful other people were.
I don't know how to properly do my makeup or my hair. This has always been a problem for me. I have just always been one of those girls that lacks the motivation to spend 20-30 minutes on my hair and makeup everyday. But I discovered yesterday that maybe I should start trying.
I definitely don't know how to dress properly. For me, comfortable is the best way to go, especially with early morning classes and the lack of motivation to impress other people other than my friends and family.
I discovered yesterday that I am not beautiful, but in fact, I am ugly.
But, I also questioned whether ugly was a good or bad thing to be in society as it stands now.
