Worthless
Ugly
Stupid
Of course I was probably none of those things, but circumstances and my own self-values put me there.
Imagine the love and support children in the early teens tend to give each other. You can't? Neither can I.
Into the middle of this pool of adolescents, all trying to understand themselves, let alone others add a girl with:
- Braces - back in the day when the head gear was worn 24 hours a day (the kind that goes over as well as behind the head).
- Glasses - having had eye surgery at the age of two, these were massive and massively thick
- A waistline of a size 4 and a tushie of a size 10
So of course I was:
Ugly
Then, not wanting to face my tormentors, I found my solace - books. I could read a 600 page novel, but could not come out long enough to write a report on it. I could do an assignment for Creative Writing, but when my flights of fancy took me opposite of the teacher's expectations, I was branded:
Stupid
Add these two together, and I was quite sure I was always going to be ugly and stupid, so of course I branded myself:
Worthless
There is a very important word involved in all of this: WAS
Remember, no matter what you USED to be - that was before, even if only 10 minutes ago. Take the WUS label off. From now on, I give you permission to be fully responsible for what you ARE.
Come back next week and we will start working on ways to be your own SWAN:
Smart
Worthwhile
Attractive
and (just a little bit)
Naughty
How can I teach you to be smart on a blog?
Come back next week and find out.
