Poor me, woe is me post. Are you sick of these yet?
Why can't I just accept myself for who I am? Why am I always wishing to be thinner, happier, a better dresser, more friendly, a better housekeeper, a good decorator, etc, etc, etc!?
My life is good. Bon works hard to provide for us and give us everything we could ever need and it seems that all I ever do is wish myself and my surroundings different. Could that stem from the fact I was never good enough as a teen? Has that really damaged me, even after all this time?
I really miss my friends right now. I'll be getting together with moms from the ward 3-4 times this week and it just brings up my insecurities all over again. Trying to fit in or feeling like I need to fit in is hard.
Oh well. Tomorrow is a new day.