There are times I just hate myself for no concrete reason.
I go close to the mirror, then examine myself to see if there are anything worth loving about myself. To be sincere, most of the time I find nothing.
When I move close to the mirror, I see my big head, broad nose, wide lips, tiny kind of eyes, always bushy hair (keeps growing too fast for me to maintain), large ears, among others.
After seeing all these, I become more sad and worried than I was before visiting the mirror. I can nurse this feeling for days, weeks and sometimes, for a month.
Often, I’ll consider those with blinded eyes (begging on the street from alms), those with delicate nose, those without teeth (some have, but they are quite disarranged). I look out at my surroundings and I can see those who have serious damages on their faces and body, then I asked myself what exactly is my problem and why do I complain this much.
The trust is, we don’t have to love ourselves base on our appearance. Good looks isn’t what makes us human. Looking good is good business, but it isn’t all about us. Appearance could be deceitful.
The body is nothing but a case meant to cover and protect the real you. We are far more than what we see in the mirror. We are an unstoppable force in the inside. If we continue to abide under the shadow of what the physical tells us, it might never be possible to achieve what the inner man in born to do.
Your body can attract the world to you, but it can’t keep them forever