Am I loved?
Im darker than average but do I fit in?
Will others like my dark skin?
This is the skin my grandparents gave me as they worked in the fields picking peas and cotton of Centerville, Texas.
Will I be stereotyped based on my skin?
Will people assume that I’m on welfare with a lot of kids without a “baby daddy”?
I love my skin. Its smooth, chocolate and kissed by God’s sun.
But my weight..I mean my curves..Or whatever I should call the extra pounds I’ve packed on over the years.
Am I too big?
Will people assume that I eat a lot because of my weight? Yes!! I have a few late night snacks here and there but will others accept my food choices?
Will they assume that I can cook a home cooked meal because of my weight?
Oh wow, Im cute..were they talking about me? Big girls must be in season or atleast that’s what I’ve heard. It’s almost sad how my “kind” has a season or expiration date.
Will they ask me about my hair? Will they care that my curls are somewhat harder to comb through than the people we see in the magazines or on television?
This dress makes me look fat. Why can’t I find clothes to fit me? The clothes my size has ugly flowers and patterns. Will they think I’m not fashion savvy if I wear these clothes? Whew! That was a close call..I finally found a dress that fits me perfectly.Now for these shoes..Why did I think this shoe color would look good on me?
Some of us are our worst critics. When we receive a compliment we think the person that gave us the compliment have a motive or they are being sarcastic. Surely they couldn’t really mean it-right?
It’s official, we are our worst critics. Even when we are completely accepted by others, we don’t accept ourselves. Some of us spend most of our day complimenting others, but feel that their compliments to us is not sincere. We are constantly in the mirror not acknowledging our beauty but we are looking in the mirror picking apart our every flaw.
When will we look in the mirror and tell ourselves we’re beautiful? We have to love ourselves before we expect someone else to unconditionally. When will the self-torture end? When will we love the skin we’re in?
This article was originally published in Sarah Magazine
LaNette Kincaid is a Marine wife and mother of two, that took on the challenge of owning a business shortly after graduating college. Most of her tips and advice that you will read in our magazine will come from her personal experiences of trial and error. To see more of LaNette’s business and inspirational tips be sure to follow her on Twitter @LaNetteKincaid