Growing up in a family with eight siblings, I was the middle child. To say the least, things was not simple for me. The more I look at the world around me, the more I found flaws in my self. For instance, I was bigger than girls my age, and my complexion was not the way I wanted it to be. The other girls seem to be thinner and prettier with smooth light brown skin and their hair always look nicer than mine. However, in my mind this is what beauty was to me. On the other hand, I wanted to be black as tar so no one could see me, my self-esteem at that time was very low.
Unfortunately, my self image of life carries me well into my early twenty, late thirty. I did not like the way I look. I became an alcoholic, this was my way of dealing with my self image. Drinking made me feel pretty and sexy I had a false confidence. However, one day I said “enough is enough” and I had to love me for me no matter what I look like. Real beauty begins when one excepts them self for who they are and how god made them. Also, not allowing the world to dictate on how one should look.
Beauty to me is understanding one’s self and being able to help another person who is feeling down. Also giving of one’s time and energy, bringing out the best in someone, that they may feel better about themselves. Real beauty is skin deep, no matter how you look on the outside, what’s on the inside will come out rather it is good or bad. Therefore, real beauty is being true to thy own self, and one will always be the most beautiful person in the world.
My life Motto is “To Thy Own Self Be True”