Vortexia's Secret

there were a few very sad little lives sitting at the table next to me
at dinner tonight. these girls were about my age and came from at
least modest money. they had never seen 6am except when they were
still out partying that early in the morning and seemed to have no
responsibilities. and they were completely unhappy.

they hated their bodies and faces even though they were pretty girls.
their discussions revolved around poor body images, plastic surgery,
facelifts, tummy tucks, boob jobs, analyzing others' bodies and
critiquing their own. they didn't want their pictures taken because
of double chins and other imperfections that only they saw. they
talked badly about every friend who wasn't with them. it was sad and
pitiful. they had to work out first thing tomorrow morning because
they ate a decent dinner. and they all had to get ready for new
year's together because they just knew they would look so awful that
they wouldn't be willing to go out without the encouragement of their
friends. one of them was excited about getting her little sister a
full makeup set because she had gotten old enough that she would now
be allowed to wear it. so this sister was so excited that she could
get a ton of new makeup and teach this little sis how to cake it on.
it truly was depressing to hear about their miserable lives. how much
they hated themselves. it made me extremely grateful that i have a
good self-image, love my looks and personality, and don't really want
to change anything about myself. reminded me how lucky i am to be so
happy with myself. anyway, just wanted to share.

oh yeah, and a crazy driver nearly killed us on our way back from the
restaurant. slammed on the horn and veered straight at our back
bumper. no clue why. we tried to get out of the way in case the
driver was on a crazy rampage to do some damage. anyway, crazy night
but all's well that ends well. although it's not over yet. it's
really just beginning. have a great night loves!