Day 1: Something you hate about yourself.
Everyone seems to have something about themselves that they hate; their butt, thighs, legs, eyes, etc. I often wonder if this “hate” for a physical part of a person’s body is a real hate of something of their selves. I could pick a list of things about myself that I “hate”; I hate that I am fat, I hate that I have brown eyes, I hate my teeth, I hate my neck, I hate my nose, I hate ears, I hate the broadness of my shoulders. But these hates are real in the sense of hate.
According to dictionary.com; the definition of hate is to dislike intensely or passionately; feel extreme aversion for or extreme hostility toward; to detest. Of the list above, I don’t know if I would say that I have an intense or passionate dislike, extreme aversion or hostility towards or for any of the things I listed. Sure, I dislike those things about me but when put in that light of the word hate, I’d have to say I don’t “hate” those things about me.
If I had to put my finger on one thing I hate about myself it would be my openness. I am very open and trustworthy of people. I hate that I am this way. It often leads to getting hurt, and in a bad way. It also sometimes leads to people telling me that I “air my laundry” or “tell my business”. It is not my intention. I just often feel overly comfortable around people (I guess the wrong people).
I really wish I could change this about myself; I’d like to say I know how but it seems as soon as I feel comfortable, I open up more than I should. However, I have also found that when I “close up” or keep to myself; it is automatically assumed that something is wrong, or why I am acting strange. My openness is a big part of who I am, I have been told by people who are my elders that it is a good thing to be open; yet it seems to be THE thing that most people (including myself) despises about me the most.