Listening to Charlie McDonnell's music and reading old articles in Rookie Mag always helps with that. Because it makes me realize again -- no one's life is perfect. And I don't need to be perfect. I don't need to have flawless skin. I don't need to get straight A's. I don't need to make everyone happy all of the time. I don't need to grow up or be completely adverse to growing up. I don't need to have boyfriend. I don't need to have friends whom I hang out with all the time like in Now and Then or Harry Potter. I don't need to keep my word all of the time. I don't need to remember all of my responsibilities. I don't need to love school completely or hate school completely. I don't need to look put-together all the time. I don't need to have a clean bedroom. I don't need to be able to play an instrument to like band. I don't need to be able to read super fast. I don't need to have hair that looks thick and smooth...
I don't need a whole crap ton* of things. Even though they'd be nice, I don't need them. And I don't necessarily want them all of the time, either.
I've got this body, these people I love, and my kitties, so I shouldn't beat myself up. I'm a lucky girl!
*I'm not sure who coined the term "crap ton", but it makes me giggle with its horrible-ness every time.
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