As if what we see on television, magazines and social media are void of corrections…..
I looked at some of my grandmothers pictures from her young adulthood era…..
No posing, no filters but beautifully vintage and free of errors……
We’ve become so self aware and judgmental of others….
That it’s corrupted our ability to be ourselves and have a good time…….
The world’s perception of beauty has infected us like a terminal ailment…..
Compliments cause dopamine spikes like party drug lines….
Everything catches up with us later in due time….
Even I struggle with these vain conflicts in my mind….
Maybe technological advances are to blame….
To be different is not synonymous with being lame…..
Why in the hell would you want to be like everyone else???
Instead, invest yourself in something that is a passionate interest of your own….
To be human is to be flawed, not everyone can be visually stunning, not everyone has a fortune to divulge, and our talents vary accordingly….
Take time to appreciate individuality, and learn to love thy SELF and each other,
flaws and all.