I can relate so keenly to her past struggles. Having ‘Asian’ features at a school where most of the girls were of Caucasian, Anglo or European features, I was bullied, not just made to feel inadequate, simply because I didn’t fit that mould. Magazines only compounded the issue. Beautiful girls with big, round, green eyes with spotless skin gracing their covers and every single glossy page inside.
In photographs of me and other friends, girls pored over them and complimented everyone else in the photograph, except me. How could I be as beautiful as my wide-eyed, long-lashed friends?
Those years are now long gone, and the challenges that life has brought, of study, of career choices, of marriage and particularly motherhood (your body will never be the same after having a child), have inevitably taught me important lessons about certain truths.
That a lack of self-esteem with regards to one’s looks is essentially a displeasure with the One who created you and…
That “you can’t eat beauty…that it (beauty) was not a thing you could acquire…that you can’t rely on beauty to sustain you…that what is fundamentally beautiful is compassion for yourself and others around you…that kind of beauty inflames the heart and enchants the soul.”