08-11-2011, 07:29 AM
Jay, I am so so so proud of you! Your thought process, coming from where you’ve been and trying to get to where you want to be is outstanding! When I have some time, I’m going to go back and read your threads from the beginning. Do you have posts prior to your breakdown or right after? In any case, you’re very enlightening to say the least! Are you doing both individual and group therapy? I think group is a very good thing but needs to flow into your individual evaluations from both your doctor and yourself. There will be instances that someone in the group may talk about a certain issue that they are going through and you may not be going the exact same thing, but something they’ve said sparks a feeling in you and on some level you can relate too. This is what you need to analyze and bring to table at the individual meetings. It’s just gives you different outlooks on how different situations may of affected you or is affecting you now.
As far as your pic goes, I’m not really gonna say much more other than it’s a nice pic. To me pictures are a flash of a moment. I have so many pictures on facebook that I don’t like of myself, usually taken by someone else. I always yell at them and tell them not to tag me because they’re horrible lol and I could delete them but I don’t because it’s not that serious and even though I do care about what people think (and anyone that tells you don’t is lying to both you and themselves) I know that most people who know me, know I have many sides to the way I look. That one picture doesn’t define me.
Women have is so much easier than men as they can wear makeup and do their hair and do so much more than a man can to change their looks (temporarily, without surgery, not even going there) than men can. I personally don’t wear makeup unless I’m going out. To me it goes with dressing up, putting on jewelry (to which I’m the queen of costume jewelry lol. If it cost less than 20 bucks and blings, I’m buyen’ it!) But I friends that won’t go outta the house without makeup on. To each their own, I suppose. With me, whatcha get is pretty much whatcha get! What my husband goes to bed with at night is what my husband wakes up to in the morning.
My daughter and I used to the gym together and from time to time there’d be some chick that would walk in dressed to the 9’s. She’d have her very scanty form fitted work out attire on, makeup done to perfection and her hair, even though up, looked like she just stepped outta the beauty parlor. And here’s my daughter and myself in our raggedy shorts and t-shirts that looked like they’ve been through world war three! I’d usually be on one machine across the room from my daughter when this “princess” would walk in and then we’d look at each other and crack up. Her and I are no good working out at the gym sometimes, because it’s very hard to work out while you’re laughing. Then some time would go by, and I’d try to regain my focus on working out and my daughter would pass by me and whisper in my ear, “who’s she trying to hit on”? let’s watch! It was like watching a soap opera in real life. She got what she wanted, the attention of most of the guys there.
When I first starting talking to people on the internet (way back in the day) most of us still didn’t have digital camera’s or even know how to post pictures of ourselves. Looking back it was great way to know someone without the prejudgment of their looks. After months of befriending some people, pictures came into play and when they’d send me them, I didn’t think anything bad, but I thought, “well that’s not what I thought you looked like”! In my mind, their personalities didn’t match their looks. I found that fascinating and found out a lot about myself at that time.
I could go on for days and experiences I’ve had about people looks but as to not bore you I’ll end this by saying, we all insecurities about the way we look, but our looks don’t define us! It’s what you bring from the inside out that matters.
As far as your pic goes, I’m not really gonna say much more other than it’s a nice pic. To me pictures are a flash of a moment. I have so many pictures on facebook that I don’t like of myself, usually taken by someone else. I always yell at them and tell them not to tag me because they’re horrible lol and I could delete them but I don’t because it’s not that serious and even though I do care about what people think (and anyone that tells you don’t is lying to both you and themselves) I know that most people who know me, know I have many sides to the way I look. That one picture doesn’t define me.
Women have is so much easier than men as they can wear makeup and do their hair and do so much more than a man can to change their looks (temporarily, without surgery, not even going there) than men can. I personally don’t wear makeup unless I’m going out. To me it goes with dressing up, putting on jewelry (to which I’m the queen of costume jewelry lol. If it cost less than 20 bucks and blings, I’m buyen’ it!) But I friends that won’t go outta the house without makeup on. To each their own, I suppose. With me, whatcha get is pretty much whatcha get! What my husband goes to bed with at night is what my husband wakes up to in the morning.
My daughter and I used to the gym together and from time to time there’d be some chick that would walk in dressed to the 9’s. She’d have her very scanty form fitted work out attire on, makeup done to perfection and her hair, even though up, looked like she just stepped outta the beauty parlor. And here’s my daughter and myself in our raggedy shorts and t-shirts that looked like they’ve been through world war three! I’d usually be on one machine across the room from my daughter when this “princess” would walk in and then we’d look at each other and crack up. Her and I are no good working out at the gym sometimes, because it’s very hard to work out while you’re laughing. Then some time would go by, and I’d try to regain my focus on working out and my daughter would pass by me and whisper in my ear, “who’s she trying to hit on”? let’s watch! It was like watching a soap opera in real life. She got what she wanted, the attention of most of the guys there.
When I first starting talking to people on the internet (way back in the day) most of us still didn’t have digital camera’s or even know how to post pictures of ourselves. Looking back it was great way to know someone without the prejudgment of their looks. After months of befriending some people, pictures came into play and when they’d send me them, I didn’t think anything bad, but I thought, “well that’s not what I thought you looked like”! In my mind, their personalities didn’t match their looks. I found that fascinating and found out a lot about myself at that time.
I could go on for days and experiences I’ve had about people looks but as to not bore you I’ll end this by saying, we all insecurities about the way we look, but our looks don’t define us! It’s what you bring from the inside out that matters.
If you're searching for that one person that will change your life, take a look in the mirror!
