Born. This. Way.
I'm beautiful in my way cause God makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track baby I was born this way. Don't hide yourself in regret just love yourself and you're set, I'm on the right track baby i was born this way...
What defines beauty? People have spent so much time trying to answer this question. When we look in the mirror, when we pick out our clothes, when we walk up to some one we think is good looking; each time we are trying to define beauty. The world tries to define beauty for us, but in the end its up to you to decide what is beautiful.
With billions of people living, who is to say that only a select few are beautiful? I'm personally getting fed up with the struggle of trying to fit in. I'm sick of looking in the mirror and wishing I wasn't me. What makes me ugly? Is it because I am fat? Is it because my hair is flaming red? Is it because I would rather wear a tshirt and jeans than a dress?
For years I have tried to be someone else. It started in high school when I began to wear clothes because the other girls wore them, not because I thought they looked nice. Then in college I dyed my hair every color trying to find the one that would make me fit in. I could never except my red hair, I couldn't stand not fitting in with everyone else. But something strange happened. Even though my clothes were the popular ones and my hair was just plain brown, I still didn't fit in. I still wasn't popular, I didn't have any more or less friends, nothing had changed. Nothing at all.
I began to realize that it didn't matter what I looked like, my looks weren't what set me apart. It was just who I was. I wasn't meant to be one of the sheep, I was meant to be different. The reason I didn't fit in was much deeper than my appearance. It is me. It is my personality, who I am. My core beliefs and values. What I stand for, how I behave. Everything I love about myself, everything that makes me who I am. That is why I don't fit in. And then I was overwhelmed. How could I ever fit in if I had to change who I am to do it?
I then realized something very important. I don't want to change. I am who I am, and deep down inside I love myself. I may hate what I look like sometimes, but I love myself. I am a unique individual, and becoming just like them would completely ruin me. I would lose the value of my individuality, and I would lose everything interesting I add to the world.
I still wish I was skinny. But I'm learning to love my red hair. Its bright and frizzy and often very annoying. But I am the only one I have ever met who has this particular color of hair. How can I go on hiding that? I spent a lot of time trying to be unique and fit in at the same time. I realize now that its foolish to have such a unique personality and try to hide it with a "normal" appearance. My hair makes me just as unique as my quirky personality.
In the end, it doesn't matter what I look like. Trust me, I'm all for showers and at least wearing clothes that fit and look decent. Other than that, what else matters? I will always be judged. It doesn't matter whether they are judging me for having bright red hair or for voicing my opinion when it is drastically different, in the end I will be judged. And in the end those who judge me are seriously missing out. I may look strange, I may even act strange, but I am empathetic, compassionate, and kind. I am creative and smart. I am interesting and I never turn down a good conversation.
I am who I am. This is how I was born, this is what cannot be changed without compromising my core being. No matter what color I dye my hair my roots will always grow in red. No matter what clothes I wear, I will always stick out because I have a knack for saying something weird or inappropriate. But in the end, I love who I am. And in the words of the great Lady Gaga-
I'm beautiful in my way cause God makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track baby I was born this way. Don't hide yourself in regret just love yourself and you're set, I'm on the right track baby i was born this way...
What defines beauty? People have spent so much time trying to answer this question. When we look in the mirror, when we pick out our clothes, when we walk up to some one we think is good looking; each time we are trying to define beauty. The world tries to define beauty for us, but in the end its up to you to decide what is beautiful.
With billions of people living, who is to say that only a select few are beautiful? I'm personally getting fed up with the struggle of trying to fit in. I'm sick of looking in the mirror and wishing I wasn't me. What makes me ugly? Is it because I am fat? Is it because my hair is flaming red? Is it because I would rather wear a tshirt and jeans than a dress?
For years I have tried to be someone else. It started in high school when I began to wear clothes because the other girls wore them, not because I thought they looked nice. Then in college I dyed my hair every color trying to find the one that would make me fit in. I could never except my red hair, I couldn't stand not fitting in with everyone else. But something strange happened. Even though my clothes were the popular ones and my hair was just plain brown, I still didn't fit in. I still wasn't popular, I didn't have any more or less friends, nothing had changed. Nothing at all.
I began to realize that it didn't matter what I looked like, my looks weren't what set me apart. It was just who I was. I wasn't meant to be one of the sheep, I was meant to be different. The reason I didn't fit in was much deeper than my appearance. It is me. It is my personality, who I am. My core beliefs and values. What I stand for, how I behave. Everything I love about myself, everything that makes me who I am. That is why I don't fit in. And then I was overwhelmed. How could I ever fit in if I had to change who I am to do it?
I then realized something very important. I don't want to change. I am who I am, and deep down inside I love myself. I may hate what I look like sometimes, but I love myself. I am a unique individual, and becoming just like them would completely ruin me. I would lose the value of my individuality, and I would lose everything interesting I add to the world.
I still wish I was skinny. But I'm learning to love my red hair. Its bright and frizzy and often very annoying. But I am the only one I have ever met who has this particular color of hair. How can I go on hiding that? I spent a lot of time trying to be unique and fit in at the same time. I realize now that its foolish to have such a unique personality and try to hide it with a "normal" appearance. My hair makes me just as unique as my quirky personality.
In the end, it doesn't matter what I look like. Trust me, I'm all for showers and at least wearing clothes that fit and look decent. Other than that, what else matters? I will always be judged. It doesn't matter whether they are judging me for having bright red hair or for voicing my opinion when it is drastically different, in the end I will be judged. And in the end those who judge me are seriously missing out. I may look strange, I may even act strange, but I am empathetic, compassionate, and kind. I am creative and smart. I am interesting and I never turn down a good conversation.
I am who I am. This is how I was born, this is what cannot be changed without compromising my core being. No matter what color I dye my hair my roots will always grow in red. No matter what clothes I wear, I will always stick out because I have a knack for saying something weird or inappropriate. But in the end, I love who I am. And in the words of the great Lady Gaga-
I'm beautiful in my way cause God makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track baby I was born this way. Don't hide yourself in regret just love yourself and you're set, I'm on the right track baby i was born this way...
Yay!,
You obviously don't understand MY point. No need to try to insult my debating skills. The point of the blog was positive. Somehow you found a way to turn it into something negative. Well, I guess that's your right. You seem pretty narrowminded, so I'm not going to try to get you to see a point. I said plenty to defend my point, and addressed your points. Where you think I lack in debating skills, I don't know. You are the one that missed the point of the blog. It was never, ever about Lady Gaga or Born This Way. I merely quoted the song and used the title of the song for my blog. I am starting to wonder if you even read the original blog.
Why this angers you so much, I do not know.
suburban.zombie, May 12th, 2011 at 03:12:17pm
Laura,
Yes Lady Gaga is very pretty blah blah blah. But have you seen the way she dresses? She dresses like that because she finds it interesting and because that's how wants to make a statement. I'm sure she would not have got as much media coverage if she wasn't wearing those outfits. The thing is is that people argue over her look every day. Peta hated the meat dress, people have hated her clothing, but she really doesn't care because it's what she wants to do.
As in your self image thing. You can't find someone to like you unless you're comfortable with being yourself. If you really want to make friends that are worth making, then they'll like you for you and not what you wear and how much you spend on your hair and appearances.
Who cares if people love themselves "Through sh*tty talentless capitalistic pop music". At least they're comfortable with being who they want to be. They care about themselves and not what other people think. Good for them.
I, personally, will not hang out with someone unless they are comfortable with being themselves around me. No matter how different, how boring or all that sh*t, I don't care about any of that. If someone can't be comfortable around me and be themselves, then they're not worth my time let alone my friendship.
I hate it when people try to fit in because they can't seem to make friends. Seriously? I'd rather have no friends and be who I am then have tons of friends being who I'm not. I learned that with a lot of the friendships I've lost because of my so-called friends changing who they were to fit into a different crowd. It angers me really. Being an outcast is way cooler than being someone fake.
Rage, May 11th, 2011 at 03:21:33pm
...I'm not gonna reread your comment because you clearly didnt read or understand mine. I did read it when you posted it but I forgot to reply...whatever. The point of replying in a debate is to defend your point and address the points raised in the persons response, while what you did was to repeat the points I had argued. I got them the first time, they were wrong the first time, repeating them does not make them correct. Like I said, I'm not rereading your comment, I'm not going to address anything in it, if I was a lesser person I'd simply copy and paste my argument in again, but I genuinely worry about your life if you don't know how to debate on topics as simple as body image for 13 year olds. Please factor in my advice in the next debate you're in :)
Yay!, May 9th, 2011 at 02:28:08am
The point of the blog wasn't quite about self esteem, it was more about accepting who you are, the things you can't change. While I do agree with some of your points, I don't agree with what you said about several things too. First of all, I don't care who you are, if you are rich, famous, popular, and beautiful, you still have those days where you think you are ugly and everyone hates you. Do you really think all of, or even most of, society sees Lady Gaga as beautiful? Sure she has a large fan base, but you have to realize that for just as many fans as she has she has people who absolutely HATE her. And this honestly goes for any famous person. The point of my blog wasn't really to glorify the song, I just think that her lyrics really made a good point. Learning to love the things you see as your flaws is a great way to really learn to love yourself. It sounds corny, but until you learn to love yourself the majority of the time you won't really be happy. You are the only thing you have complete power over.
I agree with your point that not many people are truly "different". But almost EVERYONE feels that way. That was kind of the point to begin with. I have always FELT like an outcast, and the things I have always tried to change were never really things that made me that way. Being fat or having red hair or liking weird things seemed to make me different but thats not the case. In the end it really doesn't matter, so the only thing you can do to make yourself happy is accept that you won't fit in, because no one truly fits in. No one feels like they are truly part of society, which in the end makes everyone the same in a way.
The bottom line of the blog was to accept what you perceive as flaws. I said I'm the only one I've ever met with hair my color, and that made me feel different. Am I the only one with hair this color? Probably not. Am I the only red head that feels like an outcast because of their hair? Definitely not. So in the end, am I really that different? No, not really. The point is, the more time you obsess over your flaws, the more time you waste. No one is perfect, and no one fits in. Which weirdly enough allows everyone to be the same in a way.
Born This Way has some great lyrics if you really read into it. Sure its pop music, probably not what you enjoy or listen to, but I wouldn't call it "sh*tty talentless capitalistic pop music". It might be one out of thousands of similar songs made from the same "money making" mold, but its something we need to consider. When we look in the mirror we need to stop seeing monsters. We need to stop seeing tragically ugly people, fat people, weird people. Just look in the mirror and accept that this is how you were born, this is what you cannot change. Get over the flaws you think are ugly. If you are worried about people liking you, stop wallowing in self pity and hatred. Go out there and do something about it. Worry less about fitting in and more about being who you were meant to be.
There are people out there with beautiful personalities hidden by ugly faces. And there are people out there with tragically ugly personalities hidden by beautiful faces. But not every beautiful person is ugly on the inside and not every beautiful person is ugly on the inside. In the end, beauty IS in the eye of the beholder. And in the end, who CARES if you are beautiful. You are who you are. You don't have to love yourself and all that bullsh*t. Just accept it and get over it. I am a believer that no one will love you if you don't love yourself. But I also believe that if you love yourself too much everyone will grow to hate you. If you merely accept who you are and stop wallowing in your own self pity, maybe you can gain a little more respect and be just a little happier.
suburban.zombie, May 3rd, 2011 at 08:13:17pm
"Beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."
Simple as that.
Shorty of Suburbia, May 3rd, 2011 at 11:45:43am
This is nice and all, self esteem is definately a good thing, as is loving yourself for who you are. However, it's super important to note with this that the bastion of originality that is Lady Gaga (I actually like a few songs but still), is actually exactly what society see's as beautiful, its all well and good for her to sing words but does she actually have any idea what its like to look bad? to actually be ugly? to be scared of being alone because you're so repusive? That aside, the more important issue is that songs/books/movies/stupid people that say things like 'You're beautiful for who you are, your weirdness/uniqueness/differentness is what makes you so, everyone will love you for your personality' ect, that kind of stuff, are playing on your (and everyone elses) belief and refusal to believe that they are like everyone else. Humans dont vary much..and as nice as it would be if everyone was a snow flake and that girl who wears black and has pink hair was really weird and wasn't just trying to be what she sees as beautiful in order to find herself her optimum mate/be socially accepted by whatever group she hangs around in...hmm, that wasn't as clear as I'd hoped. Basically, everyone has a slightly different idea of what is beautiful, some people like tanned skin, others like pale skin, this is dependant on your social climate, if you look in the mirror and you don't like what you see (yes I know I know mcr I know), you dont like that you arent what societies told you (and what you therefore even subconciously believe..) you need to be in order to be wanted and everyone wants to be wanted, perhaps not sexually yet as idk your age...but thats how we're programmed, as sad as it is. Also this song annoys me because its her taking advantage of 13 year old girls and gay people (though perhaps I'll give them an out as its actually a celebration of their social acceptance in the media)...people that believe strongly that they are different and seek acceptance from themselves...while yay if it helps people, it shouldnt. If the only way you can learn to love yourself is through sh*tty talentless capitalistic pop music, you probably dont deserve to love yourself. If you can look at yourself, personality and physicallly and see one good feature, run with that, accentuate what you have, don't hate yourself until pop culture decides its cool to be different...if you are different, and I use that word very lightly in this context, if you are weird or whatever, then you're probably cool enough, probably weird enough to not particularly care about what society is now saying...I just dont understand why people think that anything that makes them not the social norm immediately makes them different or an outcast. There are a thousand people pretty much exactly the same, however different you are, even if you have one leg or a pirate fetish.
Yay!, May 3rd, 2011 at 08:02:53am