It's never bothered me before but lately I've been getting really more sensitive about these things the closer I get to being full time.
Like, all the sudden the body image crap decided to start at a really friggin bad time.
The only thing I can think of aside from rudeness is that he was old and from another culture so maybe I'm overreacting a bit?
Yeah, probably a bit of over reacting driven by self consciousness. I'm afraid, though, the only antidote for this toxin is continued immersion in the real world. I know these self doubts and confront them each time I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror. At the same time, I also, quite realistically, can acknowledge my need for human interaction as a woman outweighs my fears and doubts....so out I go into the unknown.
Remember always that you not only have the right to be an individual, you have an obligation to be one.
Eleanor Roosevelt
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