I confess – my image of myself is not quite (and by quite, I mean possibly not even closely resembling) the image the rest of the world sees! Most mornings, I think I look pretty good when I head off to work. In my mind I am often irresistibly cute when on a date with my husband. I have paid attention to my hair and makeup (taking extra care with that tricky mascara wand) and made sure my clothes are not highlighting any of my more egregious body flaws. This is done without the use of any floor length mirrors of course because ‘Hello – far Too Much Information there’. Second confession – I am usually quite surprised when I chance upon a picture of myself, on a day when my inner image told me I looked cute, and wearing what I thought was a great and somewhat flattering outfit. The picture did not reflect that inner image!
I am fat and old!
I do not know how that happened. Well, let me rephrase – I do not know how I can forget that for such long periods of time! Would it be better motivation to keep an actual true life picture of myself on the fridge or one that most closely resembles the me I want to be? I used to think I would be motivated by the ‘goal’ picture but – final confession – I have just been fooling myself. I need to put up the ‘real’ picture if I hope to be motivated to get fiercely real with myself! I like myself. It’s time to show that to the world by taking care of myself. – M