I am a bad blogger. I am tardy. But I've been busy. My sister and brother in law are here and we have been have super-family time. Today we went to Wal-Mart and mini-golfing, and had a joint birthday party for my parents. I lost the mini-golf, of course.
I was thinking about me and competitiveness. I like to win. I like to be the best. I want to be #1. But I am really not good at mini golf. But I did get a hole-in-one once. Still, I love to play, but then when I play and lose, I get mad and feel like everyone thinks I am dumb.
Why is that?
And why is so much of my self-image based on my appearance to others? Why do I want to look nice and pretty and thin? Why do I want to look as if I have it all together and am never a wreck? Why do I make fun of clothes in the mall that are obviously not made for big girls like me? Do I feel better when I put down the skinny girls?
Posted by at July 16, 2003 03:35 AM | TrackBack