Humph...jeans and tank tops...jeans and tee shirts....it was always pretty rare that I wore shorts in the past. I didn't like them, I felt I looked hideous in them...I didn't like trying them on...I hated my legs. Shorts, I would cringe at the word.
Shorts. There. I said it. I didn't cringe! It's about confidence. I went through a few years in my life...ok...a decade of very little confidence. I was too fat here...not perfect enough here...not smart enough here....not understanding enough here....etc etc etc...the list really goes on and on. I could give you a laundry list of things I did not like about myself, and it was not just appearance based. I didn't feel intelligent enough, I didn't feel wise enough...you know what? I had zero confidence. In so many area's of my life I had so little faith in myself and when you are lacking in confidence you shorten yourself. You sell yourself very very short, and you begin to really believe you are capable of very little...your worth is so small if even existent. I was there once. It's a hard place to be.....
But, you know what? I now wear shorts, and I didn't back then. No, I'm not telling you that slipping on a pair of little daisy dukes will cure you of a lack in confidence...it's why I wear shorts. My husband.
Because of my husband I wear shorts now....I have a slight bit more confidence in my appearance....I'm sorta ok with how I look....(let me tell you...sorta ok is better than where I was).....and I stand up for myself. My confidence and the lack-there-of were not just in the appearance department...it was an intellectual confidence I was lacking also. Not because I was not smart...but, because I believed everyone else was more intelligent than I was....because of the boost in my confidence I can now stand up for myself...I realize that I am much more intelligent that I ever believed, and truthfully when I allowed others to whittle away my confidence I was being the most dumb I've ever been.
I cannot tell you the exact day it happened, but, it was somewhat like one day I just woke up...and I could speak up. I had a voice all of a sudden. I said what was on my mind when it was appropriate....I wore shorts! And, my Rob gave me that. My Rob made me feel like I was very much worthy of confidence, and he built me up. That's what we are supposed to do in a marriage. Build one another up....my husband is the reason I now wear shorts...because I didn't back then...
Shorts. There. I said it. I didn't cringe! It's about confidence. I went through a few years in my life...ok...a decade of very little confidence. I was too fat here...not perfect enough here...not smart enough here....not understanding enough here....etc etc etc...the list really goes on and on. I could give you a laundry list of things I did not like about myself, and it was not just appearance based. I didn't feel intelligent enough, I didn't feel wise enough...you know what? I had zero confidence. In so many area's of my life I had so little faith in myself and when you are lacking in confidence you shorten yourself. You sell yourself very very short, and you begin to really believe you are capable of very little...your worth is so small if even existent. I was there once. It's a hard place to be.....
But, you know what? I now wear shorts, and I didn't back then. No, I'm not telling you that slipping on a pair of little daisy dukes will cure you of a lack in confidence...it's why I wear shorts. My husband.
Because of my husband I wear shorts now....I have a slight bit more confidence in my appearance....I'm sorta ok with how I look....(let me tell you...sorta ok is better than where I was).....and I stand up for myself. My confidence and the lack-there-of were not just in the appearance department...it was an intellectual confidence I was lacking also. Not because I was not smart...but, because I believed everyone else was more intelligent than I was....because of the boost in my confidence I can now stand up for myself...I realize that I am much more intelligent that I ever believed, and truthfully when I allowed others to whittle away my confidence I was being the most dumb I've ever been.
I cannot tell you the exact day it happened, but, it was somewhat like one day I just woke up...and I could speak up. I had a voice all of a sudden. I said what was on my mind when it was appropriate....I wore shorts! And, my Rob gave me that. My Rob made me feel like I was very much worthy of confidence, and he built me up. That's what we are supposed to do in a marriage. Build one another up....my husband is the reason I now wear shorts...because I didn't back then...