Monday, February 21, 2011

Don't need you to tell me I'm pretty

I randomly sing to myself while I'm walking in town. Call me crazy, call me insane, I really don't care. Most times, the songs I'm singing reflect what my mind is sub consciously trying to figure out. As I was making my way home this evening (still am as I write this :-) the song I've named in this post's title popped into my head. I forget who sung it. Anyhu, it got me thinking about self esteem.

Most of us think its a bunch of hogwash created by high school guidance counsellors so they can retain their positions, but if you really think about it slowly and deeply about it you'll realize that a high self esteem is literally step one to a successful life. And by refusing to actually realize that one has esteem issues, however small, is just perpetuation of a very vicious cycle.

So why am I stating the obvious, you may ask. Well, we all have friends who we know are self destructing because of their esteem issues. But we choose to conveniently ignore it and think it'll pass. Yet we know that if we don't do anything about it, the cycle will continue till BOOM! I won't disclose what gruesome events are likely to occur on the other side of that word.

"So what can I do to help my friend out?" you may also ask. I'm not a psychiatrist or guidance counselor, but I sure know that high self esteem isn't easy to get. Its a tough journey ridden with guilt, despair and discouragement. But a friend to help you along on the journey is a priceless gem. I never had one but I sure hope that after reading this post you will reach out to the people you know who are having problems with their self esteem and just let them know you're there for them and they actually don't need ANYONE to tell them their pretty, because they KNOW they're beautiful.
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