I was twenty years old and a student in college when I came up with the idea for this blog. I had a very humbling experience when a boy I had gone out with a few times (and I thought we had a good time… my mistake) asked out my roommate. I spent the day wondering what I possibly did wrong to possess him to take out my roommate instead of me. That’s when I realized: I’m great. And I all I wanted to hear from other people was, “That happened to me too, and it’s okay. You’re awesome. Boys love you. He’s ugly. Look at his nose.”
And that’s when I realized how great would it be to have a reference point at which my future little Sarahs could see that this kind of stuff happens to everyone. Even their mother. And I’m fine, and happy, and these experiences as much as I didn’t think they would, made me stronger and I could even laugh at later. This blog is a consistent ego-boost and completely true. These stories happened. And the odds are I was horrified, or embarrassed, or confused, or thought I was fat. But you know what? I’m great. And so are you. And as much as you don’t believe this, you will laugh at these life experiences later and you will reap the benefits of having a the confidence-breaking happenings which later turn into confidence builders. Girls: If you’re depressed and you feel shattered for whatever reason, the odds are it happened to me too. And I’m okay.
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