Some days I get caught up on the thought of how people see me. Not as in, what type of person I am, actually physically, how they see me.
I always look at other women comparing them to myself. I look at them and think she has hair like mine, or I wonder if my legs look like that.
How do they see my face. When you know someone so well that you see them differently than if you passed them in the street they change right?
It's not a self loathing of any sorts it's basic curiosity i guess.
It bends my mind. I would love to be someone else and meet me and hang out.
Imagine what you would learn about yourself. I'm sure there are not so great aspects to this such as seeing an expression on your face and thinking 'Don't ever do that again!'.
Kids see us big people differently also. They are blunt and matter of fact with their observations. We have all heard the story where the kid points out a fat person really loudly and how embarrassing it is. well perhaps we should all be more obvious.
I love complimenting strangers on something I like. Such as their perfume or clothes. It feels great to give a compliment with no intent behind it. Surely the person receiving the compliment will feel better.
The there is those people that you are positive they have no mirror in their house nor a reflective surface as if they had seen themselves there is no way they'd have left home. Would it be appropriate to mention to them why they look so unfitting. It can be polite. I like your jacket but it really doesn't match with your pants? I suppose not.
Well I for one would be happy to have my misgivings pointed out to me. I'm pretty sure my friends know this. However I do take way to long deciding what to wear most days so that this never happens.
Over thinking. It's crippling isn't it!!
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