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an ode to PostSecret

I, like most I'm sure, check out the PostSecret blog every week. This postcard to the left was posted this week. It's one of the most interesting post secrets I've read. I have the fun QR Reader app so I scanned those codes to see what it linked to. This one links to a text message that says, "You are beautiful". I really liked that. I was sitting here feeling fat and bloated and then I saw that, scanned it and smiled. I am beautiful. I am also lucky, blessed, happy, loved etc.  This was a nice reminder.

Then I went to go to the URL so I could link the image here... the page name was heartbreaking. It said that on the back of the post card it read, "I don't believe this anymore".

It made me think of a talk a friend of mine gave at an EFY I worked at. She talked about self-worth and self-esteem. A lot of people think it goes hand in hand, that they are, in fact, one in the same. This is not the case and I think that's where the world fails itself, especially it's women. Since we were at EFY to illustrate the point she used the following example: let's say you're at the dance and you're looking pretty cute. A slow song starts to play then a boy walks up, looks at you, and walks away. At this moment- you're crushed. You're self-esteem takes a nose dive, it's shattered. It's up to you to reasure yourself that you're still pretty and great. It's a tall order.

Now self-worth it's different. It's when that boys walks away you still know that you are of great worth because you're a daughter of God who loves his children and only wants exceptional things for them. It's knowing that it doesn't matter that the boy walked away because you don't need him. You don't have to reassure yourself at this point because when you just think you're a daughter of God, the spirit floods your soul and tells you it's true. You're not going at it alone.

The campaigns, articles and ads about what the world is doing to it's women with it's "ideal beauty" is all based on self-esteem. We need to build our lives around understanding and relying on our self worth more.

I might not always have the best self-esteem (see the thought process that led to this) but I do have a solid understand of my self-worth, that's why I'm confident, even if I don't always think I'm pretty.

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