I’m ugly and fat and have a very low self-image issue. As a matter of fact I’m extremely embarrassed about my appearance which keeps me hiding at my house most of the time. So any time someone tells me I’m pretty or beautiful, my heart skips a beat and tears fill up my eyes because I’m so convinced that I’m not at all, I wonder what they see that I can’t.
I joined a writer’s group about six weeks ago now and I adore the people in it. They are a mix of women and men, older, younger, married, not married, intellectual, compassionate, passionate, quirky people. They make me smile just being in the room with them. So this week one of them asked me for my email addy and I gave it to him and then he asked if he could take a photo of me.
I said sure because I didn’t mind him having one and he wanted it for account purposes but I’m super conscientious about having my pic taken so I smiled, let him take the photo, and then started to retreat into myself. But he pulled up the pic, smiled broadly at it, showed it to me, and said, “You’re so beautiful.” It made me cry and it made me happy all rolled into one. Thank you J for your compassionate soul.