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Post by jenkydora on Sept 20, 2009 23:34:19 GMT -5
Hi, I am feeling really shallow and super artificial, but I need to get this out there.
I went to a party and it was a great party, but there were, yes I will say it, the barbie doll types, with their arms in the air and moving there bootie, and will go as far as to say, when they walk in the door, "Look at me, look at me" Why do I feel inferior around really good looking people. I am not ugly, but I aint no barbie doll. I am disgusted to admit this about me; but I have a lot of self esteem issues at the moment. Every woman wants to feel special and its sad society puts "special' -on appearances mainly. I have a shit family, not all of them, my mother and one sister, they have consistently put me down and be nice to me in a manipulative manner so as to keep me in the toxic dynamic, when I kick up I get crapped on. I am in a bad place right now. How do I feel good about me without going crazy? I feel unworthy of anything when good looking popular people are in my company. Do I imagine that everyone gravitates to the 'barbie doll' people, and only half listen to normal people?
I can't believe I've gone this low. The world promotes low self esteem and I've jumped on the wagon.
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Post by gaia on Sept 21, 2009 11:45:31 GMT -5
It's a tricky one, I had this same issue at the weekend when I was out at the pub with an old friend. I'm pretty sure that most of the Barbie types have shit self-esteem too (although sometimes you will meet a genuine narcissist bitch). We really have got to the point now where even the girls who are "really good looking" think they're ugly. Nobody feels good enough any more. I seriously doubt that looking like Barbie would bring you joy and fulfillment like the media would have you think. I think it can be as tough as being "ugly". Imagine knowing the only reason you're receiving attention is because of your outside appearance, and not who you are or what you believe in. Having said all this, it's very hard to keep a sense of compassion when you're constantly being overlooked. Dunno. It's a pain in the ass.
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Post by arizona on Sept 30, 2009 19:38:41 GMT -5
Do you think the women who flaunt what they have really are happy? Do you think they have meaningful, enriching lives? They may seem happy, but if they really were, they wouldn't feel compelled to dress and act like hookers!
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