As a contributing writer for Weused2bu (a ministry for younger women/teens), I wrote an article about self image called “What Do You See When You Look in the Mirror?”
Here’s the start:
How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? I used to primp for two hours straight. Drove my parents crazy! I felt better about myself after I curled or straightened my hair, put on makeup, and found just the right pair of jeans and t-shirt.
My 120 “mirror-minutes” had nothing to do with hair brushes, mascara, or brand names jeans. It was deeper. I desperately wanted to mask my insecurities.
I didn’t like my blonde eyelashes, fair skin, weight, shoe size, or my small chest. If a friend complimented my eyes, I’d think, Yeah right, you’ve never seen them without mascara. When I compared myself to air-brushed models, movie stars, or even my friends, I never measured up. No amount of makeup, exercise, or dieting transformed me into my ideal image.
Warped View
Have you ever stood in front of one of those funhouse mirrors? You either look like a flamingo—all legs—or you morph into a squatty, box turtle. We laugh at our out-of-proportion self, but the reality is many of us see ourselves this way everyday. And that’s not funny.
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Thanks!
Great job, Tiffany! I just went over and checked and the site and read the rest of your article. Everything you said is right on target. Now to pray the blog can develop a solid readership.
Have a great week.
I want that kind of heart beauty, Tiffany. Something I struggle with. Was asking Him today, why is it so easy to believe the lies and so hard to believe that He loves me?
He’s still working on me. I love this online magazine! What a great resource for girls of all ages.
Beautiful post my friend, so very true.
Good morning my dear sister! I love this article. It’s funny because I have been getting at my daughter about spending so much time in the mirror. Then I read this article and I thought of her and what she may be really saying to herself while she is in the mirror. Then of course I felt bad for her..I had her read it. I saw her nodd her head a couple of times. She seemed to relate. Thanks again..
NOW when I look in the mirror, I see a child of GOD. She is happy, confident and finally realized that the scale has no power. I have my mom’s lips, my father’s smile, hands, feet and big head!
I love that girl in the mirror. She has come a long way. The only thing she has yet to come to grips with is the gray hair. I just can’t stop dying it “yet.” I started graying early and it just doesn’t go with my youthful spirit.
Have a fantastic day!
Tiffany, I hear you!
I’m in my 40s and I still lament over my scraggly eyebrows and small chest. In my teens, it freaked over pimples too. Hey, wait, I still get those.
You are a picture of true beauty, girlfriend.
Thanks for your post!
Tiffany,
I never had that issue myself. However, because of the verbal/mental/emotional abuse I have never felt worthy of others compliments. When someone would compliment me I would never say thank you because I thought they were just being nice to get on my good side so they could get to me later once they’re befriended me. I didn’t trust people. I’ve always like myself even being overweight. The only thing I’m disturbed about is my medical issues.
Thanks for this link! I’ve been looking for something for this age group. I’m getting ready to start teaching girls this age. I haven’t time to read your post tonight..I’m up too late but THANK-YOU! I’ll read it later this week!