Share Your World…Feb…Week2

Share Your World

Share Your World…Feb Week 2

Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?

I have to have them tucked out and I hate when I go into Hotels and they’re all tucked. I feel bad that they’ve gone to such an effort, but I just get so claustrophobic with tucked in sheets.

Have you stolen a street sign before?

No,lol

Do you cut out coupons but then never use them?

We don’t really have coupons here, I know that we do. Just not a lot of people use them, in fact, there’s only person I know in the whole of Australia that does use. He is always looking for a good deal though.

Do you have freckles?

Yes I do, I have quiet a few and some of them are really weirdly placed. By that I mean I a lot of my freckles come in groups of three. Whether that be in a line or in a triangle shape, they always come in threes.

I am Beautiful…Part 2

I decided to continue on with my post from yesterday I am Beautiful. I am achieving this by writing a list of things that make me beautiful, that have nothing to do with my looks. Please feel free to share and please feel free to use this for your own post! As Mama Ru says

Ru Paul

I am beautiful because:

I know how it feels to feel alone and not worth it and I will do all I can to make sure others don’t feel like that. Even as an adult I will hug my plush toys/dolls to not burden others with my problems. Even on my worst days, I don’t take my problems out on others, and if I feel like I can’t handle others problems, I’ll walk away until I can. I know how to listen, even when or ESPECIALLY when it’s something I don’t want to hear or know about. I randomly post happy/cute videos on my Facebook when I can see lots of people are having a bad day, to try and cheer them up. As I’ve gotten older, I have learnt it’s okay to love myself. I love to learn about new cultures and I try to incorporate them into my own life. I know that as long as you are not hurting others, or yourself, there should be no stopping you from doing whatever you want. I know that there us a beauty is saying “Goodbye”.

I am Beautiful

Please start off by reading this article:

Stop telling me I’m ‘beautiful’. I’m ugly. It’s fine. Kristin Salaky

I read it over the weekend and it struck a chord with me, and I highly suggest you read this article. If you don’t want to, here’s the break down: Have you see the commercials by Dove Real beauty ads? They also include telling total strangers that they’re beautiful and making them smile. The author of this article is not necessarily calling herself “ugly”, she’s just saying that she’s being more realistic, and that she may not be the most beautiful person on the planet, but that shouldn’t diminish her worth either. ¬†She says and I quote

“This is why the ad campaigns that tell everyone they’re beautiful are so dangerous. They link beauty with worthiness and kindness, doing nothing for the people thrust into the world knowing that simply isn’t true.

Instead, we should teach people, especially women, that their beauty doesn’t define them. We need to teach them that their worth comes from much more than their appearance. We need to stop shopping the narrative that everyone is beautiful (or could be, if they did x, y, z). We need to lift women up to be competitive workers, voracious learners and empathetic people. No matter what they look like.”

I have to say that I agree with her. I wouldn’t call myself ugly, but I am definitely the not the prettiest person in the world. Neither do I believe that my looks are the reason I get people flirting with me. (This is why you need to read the article).

I remember once watching a television program about a murder that happened in the early 80’s and it was the 30th anniversary of a murder that “shook Australia”. I started to feel less sympathetic for the family as it went along and although it was terrible to feel like that. The reason that I felt the way I did was because the family could say nothing else but that she was beautiful…That was it, they never mentioned if she was a good or kind person, or the good work she did as a Nurse. At one point the father said “She didn’t deserve to die, she was so beautiful”…because only ugly people deserve to die?

What do you think, readers?