I've been struggling with something over the last day or two. It's so minor it's hardly worth mentioning, but it's really bothering me so I wanted to write about it.
One of my male friends who I adore called another friend of mine "cute". He didn't just say that she was cute, he said that she was and that I wasn't.
I know it sounds harsh but it wasn't in a mean context. We were talking about something specific that we do. And in doing that thing, he said that we were different - and that she was cute, and that I was funny but not cute. I have to reiterate that he wasn't saying that to be mean, but I of course took it to heart and have dwelled on it ever since. Of course ;)
It's not a biggie in the grand scheme of things but it's played on my mind. It made me feel deflated and sad, and then today I just felt a resolve of "I am going to train like a nut until I can be called little. And cute."
It's just a 4 letter word but it means so much, especially when you're not called it. Hopefully one day someone will call me cute. :)
When I first me you at Karen's engagement party I noticed straight away that you were gorgeous. Way beyond cute, in fact you were almost intimidating good looking :) Lucky for me you were also super nice so I relaxed and liked you straight away.
ReplyDeleteI have always thought of you as pretty, at all weights. You really are. You aren't even close to past it, you are blossoming into a stunning swan and I am so happy for you!