Quite a few of my friends ask about my profile picture and the beautiful woman in it with me. Her name is Ari,,, hence Team Ari. She wrote this a few days ago and I asked if I could post it to show just how her beauty is more than skin deep. Please read and see if you can tell why Ari and her beauty mean so much to me. I know my own inner truth, and that is something sacred in which others cannot take away from me despite their pejorative opinions or preconceived notions... to know my own inner truth is invaluable to me and to accept it is something fiercely beautiful; Im so damn imperfect its not even funny ... and yes, I am terribly insecure, but not in the ways in which you might suspect. I am an inspiring intellect who soaks up the information around me like a sponge. Meeting Albert Einstein would be 10 times more exciting than meeting the likes of Beyonce (for me, anyway). I fear never having stability because I am rather abnormal; physically my body likes to take me on frequent roller-coasters. Mentally, I feel a cocktail of emotions pertaining to sadness and loss, and I feel them deeper (and much more often, I am told) than most. Im the girl too shy to text the guy first and then checks my phone repeatedly for hours on end hoping he texted me first. I am super old-fashioned in terms of dating and probably always will be. Sending an email to a friend or a phone call is enough to give me social anxiety for I do not want to accidentally offend people. Sometimes, I find, that is why it is easier to isolate myself aside from reasons like depression. I often find wrong with my appearance but it barely pertains to my Klippel, anymore (although being able to find some pants or boots would be nice!). I never feel adequate, in terms of being good enough as far as things like writing, being an inspiring intellect, friend, family member etc. are concerned. My heart, Im afraid, will always be too big for my bearings and I will always care too much over things I have no control over. I do, however, always try to better myself in terms of these things. I am still accepting, though, that my previously concocted notion of perfection does not exist... and how can I aspire to reach something that has never existed to begin with? I tried to achieve this sense of perfection for so long...only it was a mirage my mind used to manipulate me at constant. My pain, whether physical or emotional, can only be treated by telling people of its existence. It can only be understood or acknowledged by professionals, friends, or family alike if I do my best to explain it to them. To acknowledge that pain does not make me any weaker, but rather it is further proof that I am, quite shockingly, human. I still want to land amongst the stars, but quite often find myself lingering in the midst of the clouds...that is rather okay, though, as long as I ultimately learn something from my mistakes.. Arianna effing Helena : ) She is having surgery Oct. 1st Please take a little time and hold her high in your prayers and thoughts..... Team Ari Thank You Gordon
Posted on: Wed, 17 Sep 2014 20:59:55 +0000
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