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Monday, November 13, 2006 

Everyone is Insecure

I observe, I notice. I just don't say anything.

I find that most people, when they change something in their life, no matter how small, expect others to notice it and say something. Well I'm not playing that game, sister.

Yes, I noticed your hair. Yes, it's nice. No, I'm not going to tell you it's nice because you don't need me to tell you that. You're a strong enough person not to need the validation of others. Or maybe you're not and you do.

Everyone is insecure. Every single human being anywhere in the universe has something they're not happy about in themselves, either physically or mentally.

From a large forehead, to that nagging feeling that you're a fraud—a charlatan, playing at things you've not the talent for—everyone's insecurities gnaw at them.

Insecurities aren't bad. It's what we do with them which are positive or negative.

It's clichéd and derived but that doesn't make it untrue: Learn to accept yourself and all your faults and you'll be better for it. If you can't accept it, don't complain. Do something about it. Change yourself, physically or mentally. Change how you look, change how you see yourself.

Just don't expect me to say something about it when you do.