There is a woman I know that I have actually decided to stop complimenting.
Why, you might ask?
Well, I’ll tell you.
Because.
Every single
time I’d say “Oh so-and-so you look so nice today. I love that blouse!” she’d
refute it with some kind of crack about her weight or her arms doubling as water wings.
She’s one of these women who takes the time
to get her hair done, gets facials and dresses beautifully – but I finally got
the message:
She’s a stupid, ugly, fat cow.
That’s what she told me. At least, over the years that’s what her responses amounted
to. I just decided to believe her.
If someone pays you a compliment, just say “Thank
you.” Don’t try to convince them that they're wrong. That’s fucking crazy.
I don’t know why we as women feel the need to do that. Someone tells us we look nice and we go out
of our way to beat them down with why that can’t be true.
Someone told you that you're pretty. You really wanna tell them that they're wrong? Just go with it!
Someone was put in your path to give you a
kind word, don’t spit on it.
If you’re one of these gals that can’t take a compliment,
ask yourself why. Dig deep and wait for the answer. There has to be a reason. Trust me, it doesn't come off as
modesty or smart, self-deprecating humor.
However, it does make me wonder what the
voices in your head are saying if that’s the shit you actually let out. It’s tells me that there’s some devil's carnival happening underneath all that Maybelline and I should get away from it and
you as fast as my legs can carry me.
Next time, before your knee-jerk reaction makes you insist that you're a
Yeti or the creature from the Black Lagoon, take a breath.
Accept the compliment.
And just say...thank you.
