Women

I have copied some wisdom I recently read. I'm not quite sure who wrote it but I thought I would share. Comment and let me know what you think!... I know what is written below is true but I'm not quite sure about the rest of ya'll i need the reminder every once and a while!

Women have to be perfect. To be loved and noticed is the desire of every woman. To actually feel loved, noticed and desired is a feeling that eludes every woman i know. We can never be "good enough" or we are "too much." We must submit to men, yet we need to be strong in order to survive. Survival of the fittest- and in the world of a woman if you are not literally the fittest, most beautiful, or talented, then you should probably just give up and settle for the best that's offered. Why is this? Why does it seem impossible for women to find that "balance" of perfection? What is the definition of perfection? As the world has taught me, I would define the perfect woman as strikingly beautiful. From head to toe this woman turns the heads of both genders. She has flawless skin, soft, sexy hair, a subtle tan, bright, captivating eyes, muscle tone, but not manly, slim and tall, but short enough to rock a pair of heels. The irony is that every woman finds flaw in their unique perfection. The world has somehow created this image that resembles no REAL woman and inspired real women to strive to change themselves to fit the image. Even when we have flawless skin, or a gorgeous body, there is always a freckle in the wrong place, we're too 'cubby' or our boobs are too small, or.... there's a million things women come up with. But WHY? I once sat in a room full of girls my age as we were instructed to close our eyes and repeat to ourselves, "I am the most beautiful woman in the world," over and over in our heads. As we still imagined and repeated this to ourselves, the instructor told us to open our eyes and look at the girls around us while still telling ourselves, "I am the most beautiful woman in the world." The confidence, beauty, and radiance i saw on the face of every woman was unlike anything i've seen before. There was not a lady in the room who was not smiling. We each, individually, for a small moment, were perfect. Loved. Wanted. Powerful. That, I believe, may be the key to the perfect woman. Individuality. EVERY woman is perfect. Each created differently, so uniquely, that there is no other woman in the world who is like them. No one woman can fit the mold of another. THANK YOU OH MY GOD that i never have to compare myself to any other woman but myself. Because I am ME. There is no other woman that can be me, and there is no other woman whose mold i can fit. Therefor, God, THANK YOU that I am PERFECTLY ME. "I AM the most beautiful woman in the world." Try constantly thinking this while surrounded by other women and insecurities disappear as we embrace, BECOME, and LOVE exactly who we were made to be.