Mel over at a Perfect Peace came up with the idea of the Beautiful Belly Challenge. The idea is that regardless of how self-concious you are...to others you are beautiful. (Oh, and you're supposed to attach a photo of your belly, but I thought I'd spare you all that.)
I remember growing up as a first generation Arab-American. I went to school with my unruly thick and curly black hair and ate spinach pies. My best friend had thin, straight glossy blonde hair and ate a pepperoni pizza. I felt like an outsider. The hair on her legs only showed in the sunlight...mine showed ALL THE TIME. I was picked on and picked on and picked on. I never felt pretty enough, skinny enough, or cool enough.
And to be honest, a lot of times I still don't.
One day a friend of mine posted a status on facebook that read something like
"I wonder if the people that I am envious of are ever envious of others?"
Wait, did she really just write that?
I was definitely envious of this girl..she had it all: gorgeous looks & hair, she was smart & cool, and worked at a great job.
Who in the world could she be envious of?!
But then it hit me, no matter how strong or cool a person looks..they always have their doubts about themselves.
I feel a pang of resentment towards myself when I see mothers of three with better bodies than mine.
I feel disappointment when I've gained 1+ pound the day after I've worked my butt off at the gym.
I feel guilty when I see girls thinner or smarter than me.
I feel stupid when the single mom makes better grades than me.
Why can't I be her?
My husband deserves someone like that.
I'm curious..what are your doubts?