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I personally have this piece of story to share with everyone. Please read and understand the message:-
The Limit Is Me
One day all the employees reached the office and they saw a big advice on the door on which it was written:
"Yesterday the person who has been hindering your growth in this company passed away. We invite you to join the funeral in the room that has been prepared in the gym".
In the beginning, they all got sad for the death of one of their colleagues, but after a while they started getting curious to know who was that man who hindered the growth of his colleagues and the company itself.
The excitement in the gym was such that security guards were ordered to control the crowd within the room.
The more people reached the coffin, the more the excitement heated up. Everyone thought:"Who is this guy who was hindering my progress? Well, at least he died!"
One by one the thrilled employees got closer to the coffin, and when they looked inside it they suddenly became speechless. They stood nearby the coffin, shocked and in silence, as if someone had touched the deepest part of their soul.
There was a mirror inside the coffin: everyone who looked inside it could see themselves. There was also a sign next to the mirror that said:
“There is only one person who is capable to set limits to your growth: it is YOU.”
You are the only person who can revolutionize your life. You are the only person who can influence your happiness, your realization and your success. You are the only person who can help yourself.
Your life does not change when your boss changes, when your friends change, when your parents change, when your partner changes, when your company changes. Your life changes when YOU change, when you go beyond your limiting beliefs, when you realize that you are the only one responsible for your life.
"The most important relationship you can have is the one you have with yourself"
Examine yourself, watch yourself. Don't be afraid of difficulties, impossibilities and losses: be a winner, build yourself and your reality.
The world is like a mirror: it gives back to anyone the reflection of the thoughts in which one has strongly believed. The world and your reality are like mirrors lying in a coffin, which show to any individual the death of his divine capability to imagine and create his happiness and his success.
It's the way you face life that makes the difference…
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Ask Me ‘Why am I so Sad?’
I look in the mirror, and what do I see? I see a huge, chubby girl with so many flaws that needs to be fixed. I see dark circles under those eyes that look really sad. I see dry breakage from the end of my black hair. I see this huge body that needs a lot of fixing. I see pot of soup spilling out of the jeans. I see those stretch marks on the side. I see so much that needs to be fixed. Sometimes, I can’t stand to look into the mirror any longer.
And what do you see? A hot sexy girl! No! You only see a hot, sexy girl when I dressed sexy, and put on 200 kilos of makeup. Make up has the magic to cover some of the flaws I have on my face, and make me feel better. I have to choose clothes that makes my boobs pop out and that’s what makes me look sexy. I’m sure if I wore baggy clothes with no makeup nobody would ever say I am beautiful because that’s the truth. Would any guy come up to me and ask “can I have your number?” Of course NO, they would only notice beautiful girls.
Why do I have such feeling and thought is because there are so much I hate about myself. My biggest thing that made me mourn is my weight. I hate it so much. I’m fat and short. I have fats all over my body and I was born with it. I also have a coarse frizzy hair. Not to ever forget my bad skin. They are rough, dry with pimples and acne on my face and neck. My real face is so far from beautiful. I need to fix all my flaws before I can feel better about myself. It affects me on how I see myself and how I treat myself. I have done a lot of bad things to this body of mine. I don’t think there is a miracle that can change all this defects that I have.
Yours Truly,
Dee
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Why Do I Feel Ugly All The Time?
I will be 17 this year and as long as I can remember I've thought of myself as the "ugly" friend. I've never liked myself. Here is the kicker though. I have lots of friends who love me and tell me how good I look and give me compliments all the time. Yet with every of these compliments I keep feel worse and worse!! I always felt like they complimented me because they have to say it not because they mean it.... I never believe anyone that tells me I'm pretty because I never am. Even as a person I feel like I'm annoying and loud and I honestly just don't like myself... on the inside and outside.I don't know how to stop it!! I want to feel better about myself... and sometimes I'm almost there and then I look in the mirror and start seeing all the less than perfect things about me... and I get depressed again. Why can’t I just be as beautiful and tall as Blake Lively? Please help..
Sad Sal…
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P/s: Dear Sal, even Blake Lively have her own problem too. In one of her interview, she has quoted,
“I feel like a tranny a lot of the time. I don’t know, I’m … large? They put me in six-inch heels, and I tower over every man. I’ve got this long hair and lots of clothes and makeup on. I just feel really big a lot of the time, and I’m surrounded by a lot of tiny people. I feel like a man sometimes.”
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I am my Own Worst Enemy
My sense of self worth has been low since I was quite young. Perhaps it started when I was about 5 years old, my aunt told me I had a "fat head" and then laughed at me. That could have easily traumatized any little girl growing up. My aunt had two daughters of her own, who were older than me. You would think she suppose to know what to say to a little girl, though apparently she’s not. Making thing worse, my grandmother was right there, laughing along with her…. adding that I’m an overall fat girl. That was the first time I have ever felt so sad for myself.
When I got older, things just got worse, most likely because of puberty. Looking back on it now, I realize that I’m still suffering from low self esteem. Need not to hide that I’m a 38 years old woman now. I tend to compare myself to other women usually in looks but sometimes also in personality. When I look in the mirror, I don't like what I see; in fact I never like it. I see this huge, gigantic ugly person staring back at me. I feel like I just want to go hide, and never come out, doing humanity a favor. My husband always tells me how beautiful I am every day. I look behind me, wondering who he's talking about because it sure isn't me. I wonder why he marries me.
The thing is that, I have been told that I am quite beautiful by a few other people. Though that is not what I see. I am seriously my own worst enemy. I can't seem to see what others do. Do I need glasses or do they?
Nina
When I got older, things just got worse, most likely because of puberty. Looking back on it now, I realize that I’m still suffering from low self esteem. Need not to hide that I’m a 38 years old woman now. I tend to compare myself to other women usually in looks but sometimes also in personality. When I look in the mirror, I don't like what I see; in fact I never like it. I see this huge, gigantic ugly person staring back at me. I feel like I just want to go hide, and never come out, doing humanity a favor. My husband always tells me how beautiful I am every day. I look behind me, wondering who he's talking about because it sure isn't me. I wonder why he marries me.
The thing is that, I have been told that I am quite beautiful by a few other people. Though that is not what I see. I am seriously my own worst enemy. I can't seem to see what others do. Do I need glasses or do they?
Nina
