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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.

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