From theater to Disney, my life has constantly been filled with places where I need to smile. I enjoy smiling. When I see others smiling, my heart feels lighter especially if I helped bring about their joy. I don’t mind keeping a smile on my face for hours on end when I see it positively influencing others.
However, I sometimes feel more like crying than smiling. Then, I realize that people think of me as someone who always smiles. Who would I be without my smile? This haunts me.
After my last post, several people expressed concern about me. Now I feel a bit overly dramatic. Yes, life is stressful and hard down here in Florida. However, it is also full of amazement and new victories.
My smile falters with lots of hate for my body, PTSD flashbacks, anxiety, and depression. Yet, the smile returns daily for many things. Here are just a few: Continue reading →
Head pounding more loudly each moment, stomach clenching as I resist the urge to empty it, eyes longing to close for a moment’s rest – I am so ready to be done with this day. Right now, life feels unbearable.
It is days like this when I just need a laugh or even just a smile. Having a hug from my mother would be even better. Until Sunday, however, that will not happen. In lieu of that, here are some videos that made my heart happier if only for a moment.
Of course, a Shakespeare fan like me would love this classic scene. Plus, Kenneth Branagh is a brilliant actor and director.
Closing out my list of thankfulness concerning the senses is sight. We often talk about what we do not like to see concerning ourselves or the world. Blood, pimples, mud, scary images – the list of what we avoid looking at could continue on for many people.
However, there are probably even more things that we enjoy seeing. This list is honors those images that stick with us and make a positive impact on our lives.
“Did someone send you a nice text message?” My roommate just inquired. With a little laugh, I shook my head. However, her words stayed with me and made me wonder about smiles.
There are many types of smiles. We all grin, smirk, and beam for different reasons. This is rather confusing to me with Aspergers. I just want to know what is going on in someone’s head. Yet, there is also a beauty in the diversity of smiles.
Studying in Oxford and seeing museums with figures from around the world opened my eyes to how unique beauty is to each culture. For centuries, ancient peoples saw rounder bodies as gorgeous signs of childbirth and new life. Being as pale as possible used to be ideal to show that one did not work outside but had wealth. Now I have come to realize that others regard my pale skin as gross because one should be tanned.
All of the different ways that people think of beauty is fascinating to me. It is interesting how we feel the pressure of the society that we are in instead of thinking of how our appearance would be seen as lovely in another part of the world or another era. Of course, it would make sense that we would want to be accepted where we are currently residing. However, maybe we should take more time to realize how subjective appearance is and how standards vary everywhere you go.