Positivity,  Ruminations

I ain’t no crazy confident chick.

Recently, I asked Bru and Babs, “Hindi ba halatang insecure ako?” to which they replied with a resounding an unanimous no.
I guess it should be flattering that they think I have confidence in myself, but the truth is, I am chock-full of insecurities. When I’m looking at a mirror, my thoughts go like this: My nose, pores, and mouth are too big. My right eye is smaller than my left. My cheeks look swollen. I’m so fat. I HATE MY HAIR (although not so much lately, because I had it rebonded)!
Me, confident? Confident my fat ass.

The thing is, even though I don’t exactly have the highest self-esteem, I manage to think positively about myself. On days when I feel lower than low, I try as hard as I can to find things I like about me, and focus on those instead of comparing myself to every single person I know.

Confidence is 10% hard work and 90% delusion.

-Tina Fey

Fake it ’til you make it, that’s what I say, and you’ll realize just how fantastic you really are.

Ela is a twentysomething who is constantly getting stuck in self-destructive behavior and bouts of low self-esteem. She struggles with depression and writes to relieve herself of her feelings. Sometimes she even blogs about other things like makeup and positivity. One of her pieces was published in the Inquirer Young Blood in October 2017. She likes cats, dogs, and sometimes even people.

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