Face Your “Flaws”
Courtesy of Meredith
This morning I decided to face one of my fears/flaws: my upper arms. I recognize we all have flaws, but is one of the few physical ones I dwell on. Even back in my swimming days I hated them and always felt that they are unusually flabby for the amount of work I’ve put into them recently.
I seriously have not worn a sleeve shorter than the average t-shirt since high school. (If I have worn a tank/sleeveless dress, it was with a cardigan). Well, today I decided to actually wear one of the shirts that has been hanging in my closet patiently for a few weeks. I did this in preparation for bearing my arms publicly, whether I want to or not, at my best girl friend’s wedding in May. Also, my mom thinks I should face my fear and wear my graduation dress without a cardigan. We’ll see.
I put on the shirt and it had shorter sleeves than I would normally wear. My friends recognize one of my nervous habits is to pull down my sleeves near my underarm because I hate my upper arms so much. Well today I tried desperately but the shirt simply wouldn’t cover the flab. I left the house without a jacket or sweater and let my bat wings fly free. It was scary and I was constantly wondering if people were looking at my arms all morning, but by the afternoon I kind of stopped caring. I started looking at other women’s arms less and started concentrating on the fact that the shirt I was wearing made me look downright HOT.
I am far from over the fear of my flaw (one of many) but I think today was an important step in the right direction. I might not wear another daring shirt tomorrow, but maybe this weekend?