22A Story by Kathryn SmithWe're happy free confused and lonely at the same time It's miserable and magical It's June. My last month of being 22 years old! I learned quite a bit about myself this year. To be honest I don't even want to turn 23! I like being 22. It's a good age! Getting older scares me...but life is life and we must keep moving forward. This year one of my biggest accomplishments was finally embracing something that I always pushed away. I often hear these words: You're really pretty! You're gorgeous! You're sexy! You're beautiful! They have been coming out of the mouths of children, old women, boys, men, and even random strangers. All my life I've noticed people stare.
One day my friends just laughed at my confusion and said: It's because you're so pretty.. I will never be full of myself and brag about this so called beauty, but deep down inside I've always known I have the ability to make heads turn. The secret most people don't realize is; everyone has this ability. Everyone is beautiful in their own way. The key is how you present yourself. What you must know is, our beauty isn't what is on the outside. It's not the clothes we wear. The makeup we slather on our faces. The stilettos that make us taller... It is in the inside. It's our souls. Our kind hearts. Our smiles. It's healthy to like yourself. To be proud of your image. To carry yourself with class and elegance is very important. I really don't feel that gorgeous most days, so it's strange to me that people think I'm attractive. As a 22 year old I finally accepted it. I'm not going to let it be strange to me anymore. Taylor Swift wrote a song called 22. It's my anthem. People have really criticized it. Apparently her song is not what it's like to be 22. They say her song is rubbish. but I don't think they really listened to her words. Any age can be miserable and magical. Any age can be lonely. Any age can have you wanting to be rebellious. We are all human. We all want someone to be next to us at some point. 22 taught me to be proud of myself. To embrace my weirdness. To not worry so much. Being 22 taught me to take chances and jump off the cliffs of uncertainty. To plow into the world with bravery. To believe in myself. To follow my heart. To let go of something that should've been let go ages ago. To realize my worth and stand up for myself. To like whoever I want to like. To not let the words "what if" flicker into my brain. If they do, you'd better fix your mindset and change things or else those words will eat you alive. There is just one more month left of being as young as I am. I'll make sure my final chapter of this age will be my best! © 2015 Kathryn SmithReviews
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