All growing up I always described myself as “medium.” I would feel momentarily good about the fact that I did not opt for the word “large,” but that moment was always felt like a brief one. I could have chosen the rational and sane route and accept the fact that “medium” was not bad…but noooooooo! …
Ever learn something about yourself that hits you like a ton of bricks? You know, like you are somehow surprised and baffled that there is an entire part of your being that has flown under the radar for like…your entire life?! I knew I was a perfectionist by concept, but I never had any idea …
“Mommy?” (says three year old Faith). “Yes, Faith.” (says excited Mommy who loves hearing life through the eyes of her daughter). “I wish my hair was beautiful like Ariel’s.” “AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” (screams Mommy with a Macaulay Culkin like scream now resonating through our home). Just kidding. I didn’t scream. But I wanted to! I couldn’t …
Yup! This is me at 13 years old. Who knew? Who knew that this beautiful, young, innocent 13 year old girl thought she was fat and immeasurably imperfect. I cannot emphasize enough how sad it makes me to look back at this photo and think about how much I hated looking in the mirror. I …