A few days ago, someone really hurt my feelings, my physical self-confidence.
Only a few days before, I’d decided I was going to try to not let that happen.
When I was leaving East Lansing, I was the only passenger going through security. When I went to retrieve my bag from the examination belt, the TSA agent stopped me.
“Wait a minute, ma’am.”
“Yes?”
“I just wanted to say that you’re absolutely beautiful.”
I managed to stammer out a thank you, which was hard–I wanted to deflect and/or contradict her.
I thought about that moment a lot that day, about how I’d like to remember that, to have that pop into my mind when I was feeling unattractive, instead of all the negative things that people have said. That I say to myself several times a day.
But as soon as something hurt me Thursday, Sunday’s great moment was knocked from my mind.
Until now.
I’m writing this down in an attempt to make it stronger. To manifest it when I need it most.
