"Mirror Mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?”
—If you expect the answer to be yourself, you are mistaken.
“Am I not the most beautiful, most popular, richest one out there? The smartest?”
—No, you are not.
Those are simply ‘qualities’ your society deems important.
Qualities by which you judge others by. Which you yourself deem acceptable to judge others by.
Tell me, who are you?
What makes you—you?
Putting aside the genes you’ve inherited from countless generations. Who are you?
Knowing that no one person is perfect, who are you?
Setting aside the rules, regulations and standards that society imposes upon you, who are you?
Remembering all the trials and tribulations you went through. Remembering how you dealt with them. Remembering the before, and after. Remembering your happy moments, remembering your sad moments—who are you?
Your popularity does not define you.
Your beauty does not define you.
Your riches do not define you.
Your clothing does not define you.
All of these things are just that—things. Meaningless in the long run.
“I am perfect in my own way, am I not? Society doesn’t need to tell me that.”
—Not in the slightest. My dear, you are part of society, and are therefore society itself.
One cannot be everything, and one cannot be nothing.
One cannot be perfect. That word is tied to something unattainable. One is imperfect.
You are, in fact, imperfect in your own way.
It is those imperfections that make up a person. It is thoughts that make up a person. It is actions.
It is words, feelings and emotions.
There is beauty in all of that.
So I urge you to ask yourself: who are you? And when you figure it out, I ask you to wholly embrace everything about you, with all your imperfections.
