A New Look on Friendship

While I love this outfit, today I wanted to talk about a subject less superficial and more controversial. How women treat other women. We’re jealous of each other. We’re never good enough. Well, I’m here to tell you, that we’re all good enough and we need to stop putting each other down. The sly “joking” comment that hints at rejection, or disapproval. It’s copying each other’s looks, down to a tee, given no credit, the idea taken as it’s own. Saying one thing, and doing another.

I’m sitting here at a local Starbucks, watching the evening traffic drive by, not sipping a latte because I didn’t feel like waiting in line. I wasn’t sure what to write about tonight, so I thought I would write about something real. This blog is about empowering women, after all.

So why do we, women, put each other down? Is it jealousy? Is it not feeling good enough? Because it’s taken me about 27 years to find my worth. To love myself, wholly. To forgive myself for having stretch marks, cellulite, getting that bad hair cut, or letting my eyebrows grow in wildly. Society has done something to women that makes us believe we automatically aren’t good enough, or we need to be perfect and then we still aren’t good enough. Its drives me insane. The thing that women need to learn, is that it’s alright to be who we are, who we want, and who we strive to be. Without being intimidated by other women, instead looking up and admiring them. Whether that’s from a far or from right in front of our faces.

I try to make a positive impact, when I can, when I remember, and when it feels natural. Complimenting another person is so important in this distraught world we live in. A simple, positive comment on someone’s shoes, jewelry, makeup, or outfit can make their day. Trust me when I say this. I once was at Dunkin, picking up an early morning coffee. Well, I looked terrible (in my eyes). My hair was wet, I had barely a stitch of makeup on, I believe I was wearing my glasses. I had put together an outfit that I knew was nothing special, but would do – it was basic. Anyways, the girl behind me in line complimented me on my flats. There were nothing special. I thought they were cute when I bought them, but nothing to fawn over. She loved them, and it made my day amazing. So, do me a favor, and compliment the women in your lives more. Be a friend, not an enemy. Be kind, not conniving. Most of all, spread love.

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