DitzyBrunette
Well, filibuster.
Some of you know me on Facebook so it might come as a surprise to find out I am a very self-conscious person because I never let anyone see my insecurities. And that's where the trouble is for me. I have this actual issue that needs to be fixed and I really could use some other outlooks and opinions on the subject from women who can relate. The subject being acceptance of our own physical "flaws". I figured this might be a good place to start. If it is too long, I apologize but I really don't know anywhere else to go/post.
I've been in a relationship with the love of my life for 2 and a half years. I have no doubt that he loves me, he shows me every day. He tells me I am the most beautiful woman in the world, and I believe it while I am dressed and made up or, if we're in the bedroom, when the lights are dimmed. I don't feel ugly, this is not a beauty or vanity thing. My problem is I absolutely hate my legs. HATE them. I'm a weird height between short and average so I have always felt my legs are short. They're chubby, too, and I have always had thicker thighs. This has been a thing for me since forever and I can. not. get. past. it.
I have my own space at my bf's place, I spend a couple nights a week there, his bed feels as much mine as my own does. Naturally I should be feeling comfortable enough by now to get up and walk to the bathroom or kitchen in my underwear, or hell even naked, if I need to. I get hot in the middle of the night so he said I should sleep in shorts but he had no idea my insecurity was a thing. I tried sleeping in big tee shirts and keeping my pajama pants on the floor right next to the bed but that even made me panic in the morning. I bought some adorable pajama shorts figuring they're so cute I'd feel pretty in them. I wore one, and when morning came, I had to go to the bathroom and ended up having a panic attack. It took me a half hour to get up, I felt like an ass. The idea of him seeing my legs in all their chubby glory in daylight was frightening. I ended up breaking down crying later in the day because a beautiful woman on Mad Men was shown in her underwear and I felt like a big fat loser. FINALLY, through tears, I told him how I felt and how I feel horribly hideous in shorts. Of course he did the perfect boyfriend thing and said all the right things. He says the bedroom isn't that dark and he CAN see me and he loves it. I believe HE sees me as perfect, but I don't see it and this is my issue to fix. BUT HOW. I bought a silky mid-thigh length nightgown today that I want to wear for him soon to try and overcome my biggest demon, but it freaks me out. I need to snap out of it =(
How do you ladies deal with your insecurities? Have you overcome them? Do they still exist and you're just as screwed up as I am? Any sage advice? I will take anything you got at this point, literally.
I've been in a relationship with the love of my life for 2 and a half years. I have no doubt that he loves me, he shows me every day. He tells me I am the most beautiful woman in the world, and I believe it while I am dressed and made up or, if we're in the bedroom, when the lights are dimmed. I don't feel ugly, this is not a beauty or vanity thing. My problem is I absolutely hate my legs. HATE them. I'm a weird height between short and average so I have always felt my legs are short. They're chubby, too, and I have always had thicker thighs. This has been a thing for me since forever and I can. not. get. past. it.
I have my own space at my bf's place, I spend a couple nights a week there, his bed feels as much mine as my own does. Naturally I should be feeling comfortable enough by now to get up and walk to the bathroom or kitchen in my underwear, or hell even naked, if I need to. I get hot in the middle of the night so he said I should sleep in shorts but he had no idea my insecurity was a thing. I tried sleeping in big tee shirts and keeping my pajama pants on the floor right next to the bed but that even made me panic in the morning. I bought some adorable pajama shorts figuring they're so cute I'd feel pretty in them. I wore one, and when morning came, I had to go to the bathroom and ended up having a panic attack. It took me a half hour to get up, I felt like an ass. The idea of him seeing my legs in all their chubby glory in daylight was frightening. I ended up breaking down crying later in the day because a beautiful woman on Mad Men was shown in her underwear and I felt like a big fat loser. FINALLY, through tears, I told him how I felt and how I feel horribly hideous in shorts. Of course he did the perfect boyfriend thing and said all the right things. He says the bedroom isn't that dark and he CAN see me and he loves it. I believe HE sees me as perfect, but I don't see it and this is my issue to fix. BUT HOW. I bought a silky mid-thigh length nightgown today that I want to wear for him soon to try and overcome my biggest demon, but it freaks me out. I need to snap out of it =(
How do you ladies deal with your insecurities? Have you overcome them? Do they still exist and you're just as screwed up as I am? Any sage advice? I will take anything you got at this point, literally.
