With full consciousness, I took a day off today. Instead of dealing with work, I chose to deal with my own personal activities. After get rid of work issues (email, exam problem and ordered snacks for tomorrow’s meeting) and I went to a beauty clinic. Met a very sympathetic doctor and went for a few treatments – facial, ion treatment and photo therapy. Cost me bucks – but I deserved it.
I spent my own hard-earned money and the result of this whole process will be mine. I want to look prettier and have a healthier skin. I want to justify my identity as a beautiful woman.
I won’t do any surgical procedure. I’m scared of it and beside, it against God’s initial creation in me. Last night I watched a talk show with 4 beautiful women in entertainment industry. One of them said that she won’t do any surgery unless she’s under major force or accidents. And I agree with her. Being beautiful is not easy, but it is doable.
I’ve been losing my self-confidence that I’m pretty. Even though some people told me that I am, but I can’t believe it. Thanks to a good friend of mine who told me (and scolded me) that I have to claim that statement back for me. That I am beautiful.
Is fat really the worst thing a human being can be? Is fat worse than vindictive, jealous, shallow, vain, boring, evil, or cruel? Not to me.