Rule No.75 - Ease up on yourselves ....

... Have some compassion for yourself aswell as for others. There's no such thing as perfection, and life is not a race.

Did you know that there is a thing called Atelophobia? It's the fear of imperfection. Can you believe it, they actually have a real phobia name for it. That tells you that a lot of people have this phobia. I know I do.

We are always worried that we are too chubby, too tall, too short, nose is skew, bum is too round, boobs aren’t big enough, or too big. I could go on forever, but we have these ideas that are fed to us about what beauty is. Don’t get me wrong, I am not one of those people that say how disgusting magazines are and how they are warping the minds of our generation, no, I buy those magazines, I love those magazines, and I think those woman are beautiful. But they set the standard for what we think we need to be.

If you flip through the DSTV channels, you will find at least two shows about plastic surgery and weight loss shows. They are the best, watching someone change from a plain Jane to a D cup bombshell. But it’s actually quite sad. The bottom line is, no one is perfect, there is no such thing. Accept you for you, even your little imperfections. They are what make you you, and they are what make others love you. And that is my speech for the day. Now if I can just go ahead and take my own advice.

We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty. Maya Angelou

Comments

Bridget said…

Love it. You are SO right Suze! It is our imperfections that set us apart, we shouldn't feel the need to apologise for who we are, or pretend to be who we are not. Xxx Just B.

20 January 2012 at 12:59

Rule No.59 - If you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bull.

"Bull", meaning nonsense, dates from the 17th century, while the term "bull*&$*" has been used as early as 1915 in American slang , and came into popular usage only during World War II . The word "bull" itself may have derived from the Old French boul meaning "fraud, deceit" (Oxford English Dictionary). The term "horse*&$*" is a near synonym. Worthy of note is the South African English equivalent "bull dust". Few corresponding terms exist in other languages, with the significant exception of German Bockmist , literally "billy-goat *&%*". Funny, Suze Original and I were talking about this the other day. She went for an interview and we were laughing cause we both do the same thing. They ask you a simple question that could be answered in a line or two but we both start elaborating so much trying to make a good impression that what started as "My favorite hobby is... right to.. and that's why I...

Rule No.33 - Never kick a fresh turd on a hot day

Okay, rules are back and what a classic one! This quote is by Harry S Truman. He was the 33 rd president of America, historians call him “a controversial president”, the band Chicago wrote a song just for him and he has a commemorative holiday in his name on the 8 th May in Missouri. This is brilliant advise, not in the literal sense, well, that too, but if you having a seriously bad day, don’t make things worse by deliberately doing something that will bite you in the bum later. I did this the other day, so I am talking out of experience here. I went into a situation and then on the way out, after realising it was a bad situation, I kicked a fresh turd cause I was so mad. (again, not literally, although, that might have been a better idea in hindsight) My advise in this circumstance is to stay indoors that day until you have calmed yourself down. I’ll leave you with another quote from Truman : A pessimist is one who makes difficulties of his opportunities and an optimist is one who ...

Rule No.6 - Don't panic

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