Yesterday's "hate" post about myself was much easier than this one will be. It takes little effort to say what I don't like about myself and considerable effort to find something I love about myself. It's not that I don't know I've got good qualities, but it feels narcissistic to shower myself with praise.
Physically, I love my eyes. They've always been my favorite physical feature. I'm the only one with green eyes in my immediate family (Mom's are brown and Dad and Brother have blue eyes). I like the shape and size as well. They're just good eyes.
Emotionally or personality wise, I suppose I like my soft heart. I know, I know, it almost falls in line with the "hates" I listed yesterday. I suppose it's one of those things I love and hate at the same time. I genuinely care about other people. Often more than I believe they care about me. But I can't change it. That's is how I am. This also sometimes means I burst into tears at inopportune moments if something moves me.
It makes sense that one of your "hates" is also one of your "loves."
ReplyDeleteJacob Clifton, a Television Without Pity recapper, recently wrote in a recap of the season finale of Weeds (he tends to do literary/ psychological analyses of episodes), "The thing that makes you awesome is the thing that makes you suck. 100% of the time. But we hardly ever get to talk about the opposite thing, which is also true... The thing that makes you suck is the thing that makes you awesome." His language is crude, but truth in his words shook me.
My depression leads to lethargy and perceiving others' treatment of me in a negative light, but it also gives me the sensitivity and emotion that help me as an artist and make me an empathetic friend and teacher. The worst thing about me is the best thing about me. Your tender heart is both a challenge and a gift.
Okay, I think I'm going to go listen to that old Jewel song about being sensitive, now. ;) Thanks for the enlightening post.