It’s actually really hard to pick just one thing I hate about myself and I have to admit that the word *hate* is a bit too strong for me. I’m going to change it to *dislike* instead because I feel it sounds a lot more polite. Hate is such a harsh word.
After much thought, I realized there are a few things I hate dislike about myself but I will focus on just one. I don’t think anyone who knows me would be surprised that I could come up with more than one dislike because, simply put, I’m female. It’s pretty much a given I’d have a list of *things* that I agonize over. Typical, I know.
~My hair ~
As long as I can remember, I have always hated disliked my hair. Being the oldest of three girls, I had the least attractive do. It was cute and curly as a toddler but, by grade school , it straightened and all it’s done since then is hang lifeless on my shoulders or down my back. Flat, thin and bodiless. You can imagine how I lived in awe of my two sisters who were so luckily blessed with beautifully long, thick and curly waves. The kind of hair that always looks pretty and perfect. Both sisters had enough hair that, between them, they could seriously sell it and feed a third world country.
As it turns out, my Mother was a hairdresser during my youth and so I constantly pestered her to do something with my hair. At the age of 8, she permed my hair for the first time. I absolutely *loved* it. From then on, she gave me perms every once and a while throughout my elementary and highschool years. Having long curly hair made me feel … just right. There were, however, those few times the perms turned out too curly and I looked like a poodle but for the most part, I was happy with my fake curls.
Now, as a grown woman, nothing has changed. I still have straight, limp, boring old hair. I get it cut and I hate dislike it. I let it grow out and it just hangs there unattractively. After the birth of my third child, my hair went on strike. If I thought it looked wimpy before, you should see it now. Boring! I deal with it though ~grumpily~ but life goes on.
What is something you hate dislike about yourself?