Do you feel comfortable in your own skin (see details)
It has taken me a long time to accept who I am, warts and all. For years I compared myself to other people, and admonished myself for not being as _______ they are. You know: successful, wealthy, happy, healthy, smart etc. Then I realized that the only thing I was ever going to be successful at was being myself. Comparing myself to others would simply be cheating the world of who I am. I don’t mean that in a narcissist way of thinking, but more of in ‘everybody is an individual’ way of thinking and looking at life.
So are you comfortable in your own skin? How long did it take you to get there? If you are not there, what do you think it will take to reach that point in life?
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It’s taken me a long time to become ALMOST comfortable in my own skin. Everyone has little insecurities, but I think you get to a point in your life where it is almost impossible not to be yourself. Your personality always has a way of showing in everything you do, even when you are trying to fake it. As for being physically comfortable with myself, I am pretty comfortable with myself, there are of course a few things I would like to change, but I am generally happy with the way that I look. I think it just takes time and experience to become comfortable with yourself and that time table is different for everybody.
Yeah, I am. I’m not really the person I’d like to be, or SHOULD be. But I, too, accept myself for who & what I am. I love my family & friends & they love me. What more could a person ask for?
I am comfortable in my own personality skin, maybe not so much the physical skin.
Not really… I’m still trying to get comfortable with both my physicality and mentality…I’m assured though that it’s an age thing… As you get older you get more comfortable. Maybe that’s because there becomes less and less time to worry about not accepting yourself?
I’m still on a long journey towards accepting myself. I mean, I know who I am, but sometimes, I still don’t know whether who I am is right. Sometimes, I don’t know whether I do things because I’m who I am or because I want to impress others, or whether it’s somewhere in between. It’s just so idiotically ambiguous.
However, I’m trying to go there, and I think I’ve made a lot of progress in accepting myself, faults and all. And I’m still trying to solve my faults because that’s what I should do.
Here’re two quotes which I love when I think about this topic.
“Some people will like me and some won’t. So I might as well be myself, and then at least I’ll know that the people who like me, like me.”—Hugh Prather.
and
“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.”—Dr. Seuss
Wise words for all I’m sure..
@jbfletcherfan GA.
I am happy with who I am- but sometimes still daydream of the me I imagined I would become before family.
Do not get me wrong here- I love my family intensely and would not give them up for anything and would die to protect them. But that being said, I wonder sometimes as the kids are fighting and I have discovered my long-sought-missing stretching pliers rusted shut in the back planter what life might have been like had I not chosen the family route. But these thoughts are quickly squelched by just a hug.
I think that perhaps that person I daydream of being is an illusion. The ultimate “I would be perfect if only.” So the answer to your question is that I am working on being content as is with myself.
Mostly yes, some days no. I get very self critical if I neglet my health and anymore, it really shows on me physically if I get sick or rundown.
Thank you, Dog & cprevite. I think if we ever stop striving to be a better person, we’ve lost our purpose in life.
I am closer than I ever imagined I would be. I was sexually and verbally abused as a child, and those scars run very deep. As a teen and into my 20s, I was full of self-loathing. Becoming a parent made a tremendous difference in my life, as I desperately wanted to end the legacy of severe dysfunction that both his father and I had in our families.
I had to learn to accept that I can not change my biology or my family or my past. I had to learn to forgive those who harmed me, and to accept that I can not change them or make them feel guilt or remorse for what they did to me. I had to learn to forgive myself for allowing these events to have influenced me and clouded my decision-making process along the way. Then I had to let go of the expectations of others – no one else has walked in my shoes, so why should I worry about them judging me, and try to be someone I am not?
I still have obstacles to overcome, but I know that I can never be perfect—nor can anyone else. I know that I plan to continue learning and growing for the rest of my days, and I have learned the hard way that the lasting changes are those we make gradually. I am more content with myself than I’ve ever been and for about a year now, I have been able to say that I love myself for the first time in my life.
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I honestly feel my personality, sense of humor and compassion for people FAR out way my less than stellar bod.
Mentally, emotionally, etc. yes…physically, no. I like who I am, the way I think, I feel very self-actualized. I have basically done much deep reflection in my life and am quite “secure” in myself is the best way I can put it. I don’t ever compare myself to others in terms of “why can’t I have” or “why can’t I be more like”, because I enjoy being an individual, I like to be different. Now there are qualities that I just don’t have that would be nice…I’m socially inept, I don’t basically get body language or non verbal cues…I’m a person who is very much on the surface…and that makes it hard sometimes when I’m dealing with someone who is not. Basically, I’m not a person who survives in a work environment where there is a lot of office politics. But I don’t really WANT to be anything other than a what you see is what you get kinda guy. I’m like Horton, I mean what I say and I say what I mean. Unfortunately, I have a number of other qualities in common with an elephant. I’d love to be about ½ the weight I am now…well maybe a touch more than ½. I am not comfortable PHYSICALLY in my skin…there are many, many, many things that are very difficult to do when you’re a bigger person. And I wish maybe I had more self discipline and self control so I could force myself to eat better foods and get more exercise so I could drop this weight, and maybe get rid of some of my health problems, which could shorten my life and which do cost me a lot of money and make insurance an interesting issue for me. So yeah, it’s not as though I wouldn’t change ANYTHING about myself, indeed, there are things I am actively trying to change. But by and large, I’m comfortable with who I am, because who I am is genuinely me. I don’t try to be anything I’m not, I live by my own moral code which I’ve developed which emphasizes what’s important (being good to others, being happy) and de-emphasizes that which is superfluous (having to be better or more successful than others).
Just as some others have said, yes – mentally and emotionally. I love who I am as a person. Yes, I have some flaws. I might be a little too outspoken about my beliefs once in a while… But, I’m only that way because I really believe what I do. I’m very passionate and there’s nothing I can do about it. I tried to stifle that part of myself when I was younger, mostly to please people who didn’t seem to believe in anything, but it killed me inside. I realized that my passion was a driving force in life and it can accomplish a lot of positive things. I’m also really kind and caring, curious about everything and wanting to make the world a better place. (Definitely a true INFP!)
Physically, on the other hand… Sometimes yes, sometimes no. There are certain things about my body that absolutely disgust me most of the time. Which is kind of ridiculous, because I would never judge anyone else for the same thing… But I can’t seem to get over it. I try. I tell myself, “I’m me, that’s all there is to it.” Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t.
Yes, I am comfortable in my skin, both metaphorically and literally. I wouldn’t want to be anything else. Now, there is a slight catch. Because I am not out of the closet yet, that essentially means that I am not 100% comfortable by default…yet, however, that will change before I go to college; I already have a boyfriend as of recently, so things are changing. This is just a way of completing it. I’ve never wanted to be straight or anything; I am fine with being gay.
But really, I’ve always been a confident person and I’ve always had high self-esteem. I am the person I’d like to be. I don’t want to be any different. Sure, maybe there are some things that could change, but that would make me “perfect”, which is not possible, therefore, what I am right now is perfectly fine.
As for my physical appearance, I’m thin (maybe to some people I am too thin, but not to me), without acne, and attractive (hey, I’ve had many a person confirm this one). I’d be a spoiled brat if I asked for more.
I just sat here writing and re-writing an answer for over half an hour. Now I’m even more depressed than usual and I whittled my answer down to: No. I can’t even begin to describe how uncomfortable I am in my own skin.
@girlofscience: Long story short, a perfect storm of both mental and physical health issues has me stuck in a situation where I can’t be me and there are no fast fixes. I’m working at it, but it’s going to take a long time and a lot of effort, and it’s very tiring and frustrating, and I’m pretty miserable for the time being.
@MacBean: I am so sorry to hear that. :\ What would happen if you just went with it and did it with all of the power you have? That is, be yourself.
@girlofscience: I suspect I’d lose what little support I do have, and end up homeless.
I have always been happy with the way I look physically. Of course there are things that I would change but it doesn’t worry me a great deal. However, I have never been comfortable with who I am as a person. I irritate myself and because of this I can only assume that I irritate others. I dwell on things that I say or do and consider stupid for unhealthy amounts of time and constantly compare myself to others. I feel awkward a lot of the time and envy other people.
Yes, I can safely say that I’m comfortable in my own skin. There were bumps in the road along the path of life but I adapted to, improvised, and overcame the obstacles in my way and all that learning from those mistakes and experiences helped make me the person I am today. I’m not perfect but I have a big heart and an accurate moral compass.
@MacBean:
Hang in there! ((((((hugs))))))
When I was growing up, I wanted to be a boy, because I thought they got all the priveledges and didn’t have to worry about how they dressed or whether they were good looking or not. However, once I became a mom, my entire life changed for the better.
I thought my sister was the pretty one, and I was the smart one, so looks didn’t really mean a whole lot to me. She had a very hard time with men in her life, and I seemed to be able to find the ‘good’ ones.
In December, due to a bad allergic reaction to some medication, I was suddenly thrust into a “look” that has taken some getting used to. Most of my hair fell out in one bad week, and what is left is pure silver.
I had to cut it very short because it was clogging the drains so bad. I did not cut my hair for over 30 years, and I loved long hair, which was just beginning to turn salt and pepper. It is taking me awhile to get used to being half bald, but I’m getting there.
Physically, yes – now. I used to be embarrassed by scars from surgery, but not anymore. Those surgeries, saved my life. Why I was ever embarrassed, well…I’ll never understand. A vain moment, I guess. Emotionally, mentally – yes, I’m comfortable.
One thing I still struggle with is financial. I don’t open up much about my standing, but I feel that if I was to say where I stand, some would pass judgment. Being poor or rich, there seems to be judgment. It doesn’t matter which direction you are coming from, it is there. So I remain quiet and just go about life.
I need to really learn not to give a damn, like I do in most cases.
I am very comfortable in my own skin but, on occasion, I like to lure a transient to my home and, ultimately, wear their skin.
It tends to smell a bit sweaty and boozy but is otherwise not too bad.
@Blondesjon – if it doesn’t rub the lotion on its skin does it get the hose again?
@Bri_L – I have to wonder if he can do the Buffalo Bill dance.
@MacBean I don’t know how much it means to you, but your Fluther friends accept you for who you are, and even I must say, I like you just fine!
Overall yes. But some battles with health problems at times leaves me feeling not myself, almost imprisoned. During these times, when I don’t feel well, and am not seeing an end in sight, I am not comfortable with how irritable I become, sullen, not the wife I want to be, not the real me.
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