So I have finally returned home after an incredible week up in Johannesburg. I had such an amazing time and my New Years Eve party was pretty good too.
Currently I have had a lot of thoughts running through my head...particularly the thoughts about my physical appearance. Last night, I went through old photo's of old friends from high school and I got really down. I sometimes sit and wonder why God made me the way He did. Why did I have to be so different from other girls? Why couldn't I be shorter, and smaller, and able to tan, like all the other girls? It has been 20 years of being different, and comments behind my back like: "Whoa she's so tall!" and "Sjoe she's quite a big girl hey?"
I get really angry when I see other girls wearing short skirts and high heels, and I know that I was not designed to wear such....
Don't get me wrong, I don't think I'm ugly..... I just think I'm different. And I'm tired of being different....I don't wanna stand out anymore. I wanna be able to wear high heels, short skirts (but not too short obviously), have small sexy legs, and nicely proportioned boobs....
Why was I made to stand out so much?
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