Most everyone has insecurities. Things about us which we wish could change, whether it be our nose, temper, or the number on the scale, they fill us with self doubt. We compare ourselves to what we see. We see girls with the “perfect” body and men with the most chiseled jawlines, and find it hard to not think we have to look like them. However, an insecurity of yours could quite possibly be what another admires, and some seem to contradict each other.
In response to being asked what their insecurity was, one person responded with “legs, I wish they weren’t so thin,” while another said “My weight and body, especially my stomach, because all my life I’ve been told by my family that skinny is pretty and that I should lose weight.” Beauty is one of the most subjective things in human nature. Where one person believes they should gain weight, others believe they should lose weight, hence proving how beautiful you are to eyes in which are not your own.
We were not born insecure, we grew into it as we matured and experienced the world. When we were little, we would wear a bathing suit and jump into the pool without a care in the world. But now, for some of us, the idea of summer, full of bikinis and shorts, is a nightmare in itself. Now think of how sad that is? Think of how much of life we are missing out from simply because we are ashamed of ourselves? The cliff jumps abandoned because no one could see our body, the strangers who could of become friends, but we were too scared they would find us annoying, or the pizza, uneaten, because we wanted to cut back on carbs. Insecurities continue to come at us all the time. Just the other day, I learned that I needed to be ashamed of my eyelids, because hooded eyelids aren’t cute. In seventh grade, a boy told me I needed to put on concealer to cover up my pimple, and four years later, my acne is one of my biggest insecurities.
When we were little, we were loud, we ran around the park playing tag, and jumped in the pool. But, as we get older, we are told to be quiet, to not enter the pool and instead only put our feet in, as to not take up space. For most girls, we are thought it is not “ladylike” to take up space, so we resort to being as small as possible. We learned that speaking up was useless, when every time we asked why to something, we were told “because I said so”. I, at least, want that childhood innocence back. I want to wear conventionally ugly clothes because I like them, and not care that they don’t fit societal standards.
Insecurities should not stop you from living your life. There is such beauty in individuality. If everyone were to look the same, then there would be no beauty in the world. We are, in a sense, nature. And nature is so uniquely gorgeous, for an ocean and a forest, though not similar, and equally as beautiful.