In some ways the world is a pretty confusing place-we’re socialized to be confident but not too confident that we should become egotistical. We’re reminded that it is what is on the inside that counts but also that we should probably invest in some anti-aging cream if we want to fit into the societal definition of beauty. We’re told to highlight our strengths but what about our weaknesses…are we just supposed to pretend those don’t exist? I focus on nurturing self love and positivity in this space and I like that purpose. Though I love myself for my freckles, lisp and slightly pigeon-toed swagger I also can own that there are some flaws that don’t make me beautiful. Some of my flaws just suck!
I’m punctual but in a “the trains always run on time in nazi Germany” sort of way. If you’re standing in the way of me arriving anywhere on time (even for a reservation at a restaurant) be prepared for me to be grouchy and pushy and way too uptight. I’m anal about being on time, and in that way I sort of suck.
I’m a party pooper because I always want to go to sleep at 10:00pm and I have no reservations leaving a party to do so. I’ve been known to sneak off and go to sleep or leave before everyone has even arrived. When it’s dark outside all I care about is sleep and I realize that sort of makes me suck.
I’m horrible at making friends and really dislike making effort with new people. I will rarely ever initiate initial contact. I won’t start conversations with strangers at coffee shops or parks or bars and most of the time when a stranger starts talking to me I begin brainstorming the quickest way to exit the situation. I dislike putting any emotional effort to strangers and honestly I know that makes me suck.
I can’t dance and though I love to flail about like a crazy spaghetti noodle, when it comes to choreography I’m hopeless. In cheer I was always making a friend practice extra with me for hours at home. Don’t make me go to a Zumba class or I will break down in tears. I just can’t dance and I get depressed about it. I suck.
I’m incredibly dramatic. If I get locked out of my apartment or miss my flight or lose my phone I will not stay cool, in fact I will do just the opposite. I will go berserk. I will cry, I will scream, I will act as if there is no way my life could possibly go on and when the issue is resolved I will generally hold to my strong emotions because I’m stubborn and that makes me sort of suck.
I’m a perfectionist and therefore hold others to extremely rigid and high standards. It takes a lot for me to consider someone a “good person”. In a relationship I am always nit-picking and attempting to make it better. Perhaps worst of all I am always dissecting my flaws and overwhelmed with disappointment about my “failure” to live up to my own standards. I’m rigid and I suck.
I’m not sharing my faults out of feelings of negativity, I’m actually quite happy with myself at this moment but rather out of my strife to always remain authentic. I’m not just my strengths nor just my weaknesses. I’m composed of both and I believe accepting yourself involves consciously recognizing the arenas you excel as well as the areas you may need improvement.
How do you suck?