Because my mom is constantly talking to about clothes and my girl cousins. Just last month we had to go to a wedding and I saw family members I have not seen in a while. I saw one of my cousins, let's call her Jamie, who is 3 years younger than I am. The last time I saw her,we played with our Barbies, so it was a shock for me to see her so tall, gorgeous and thin. She is also a soccer player so her legs were fit and pretty much perfect in her mini-dress. My mom kept talking about how much she changed and it really bothered me. I know my mom was not comparing her to me, or making her seem better than I was, but it truly bothered me. It's the same situation with my mom and clothes, she is constantly telling me what's "cute" or what's on sale. She always wants to go shopping for clothes but I seriously hate that now. Why? Nothing looks good on me. I'm only 5'2 so the way models look in clothes, is pretty much the complete opposite on how they are on me. In no way am I saying short girls can't be beautiful, or wear things fashionably, but in my case I have a hard trouble thinking I look good in most things. My mom is Hispanic, and not to stereotype, but because I am Latina, I have hips and I don't have the thinnest wait. It's really hard to wear low-cut jeans or small tight blouses because I look like a big blob. My boyfriend is always telling me that he loves my curves and my butt. I believe he does, but I wish I felt the same. There are plenty of beautiful and curvy women walking on this earth; example: Beyonce. However, every time I try to convince myself that I am pretty enough, beautiful enough, and have the potential, I let myself down. I can't seem to escape from this.
When it comes to my diet and exercise habits, they are good. Not perfect, but good. I am in college so that always adds unwanted stress and makes me either gain weight, or grab the munchies while I'm studying. They are definitely a lot better than when I was in high school. I went through several phases where I would "starve" or eat very little. I wouldn't have lunch with my friends or just lie and say "I had a big breakfast". It came to the point where my starvation led me to have horrible anxiety attacks and I was rushed to the ER twice in one year because of them. Because that happened, I decided to eat and go on with my life. However, as I sit here now, I realize not much has changed and I'm this vulnerable little girl. I still can't wear what I want and I still don't feel happy about myself.
Here's my main problem though: I tell women, my friends and even here on Yahoo! that they are beautiful. You cannot imagine how many women are insecure like me, and I always say "Be yourself, you are beautiful, and being thin does not mean you are perfection". However, I never listen to my own advice. I feel like the world's biggest hypocrite. I feel like I am lying to my friends every time I say "That looks great on you!" Not because it doesn't, but because I lie to myself about these things too. If I can't love myself, I can't love anyone else, and it hurts. I want to be able to love everything and everyone around me, but I am always in my own way. I want to change. Dove has an excellent campaign for true beauty and so does Seventeen Magazine (more aimed at teens). I want to look more into them and be able to join them. But I can't lie to myself. I can't pretend I'm OK. I need to fix myself first, and then sign/join these things.
