I looked at the mirror assuring myself, “You look great!”
And stepped out of my room brimming with self-confidence.
Mother said, “That color doesn’t go well with your skin tone”
“But I like it and I think I look great!”
I stepped out of my house, happy with my choice, albeit with a little dent in my confidence.
The neighbor said, “That outfit is a little tight, isn’t it? You should wear loose-fitting clothes for your body type.”
“I know what suits my body type and this outfit is well-fitted.”
I made my way to work, the dent in my confidence a little bigger now.
A colleague asked, “Doesn’t wearing a sleeveless blouse to work, make you feel conscious about your flabby arms?”
“It is what is.”
The confidence was now nowhere in sight as self-doubt slowly replaced self-assurance.
I asked the mirror, “Do I really look great?”
The reflection stared back confused and sorrowful
As I took in my size, shape, and color I asked again, “Does this define me?”
It smiled, and said, “Yes, it does. And yes, you look great with it all.”
Just like that, the self-assurance dominated the self-doubt again.
Thank you for reading.