pick me diaries: eyes

I’m a very self-conscious person and don’t love my appearance most days, but I can always count on my eyes. I have always loved my eyes. I have hazel eyes and big pupils, which I love because they make me feel like an adorable little cartoon character. In some lighting, my eyes look hazel with a circle of green around them. This is when I feel prettiest. Frequently I get compliments about my eyes but sometimes assume people are just being nice, but it feels really good. This is one of the compliments I can actually believe is true about myself. Typing this makes me feel narcissistic but can an extremely self-conscious person who dislikes herself often be narcissistic? Let me know. The other day there was some line in a TV show or something of a guy complementing a woman’s eyes…and it hit me. A man has never complimented my eyes. And I have pretty eyes. That’s pretty messed up. I’m ashamed to admit but, after realizing this my eyes don’t feel like a self confidence-super power like they used to. It makes me question if all those compliments are lies? That’s incorrect though and I’m just spiraling thinking about male confirmation of truth. Why do I need this so much? Why do we as women seek this approval so much? I wish I knew. It’s so troubling to me because I’m aware of how it sounds yet still crave it.

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