How I Stopped Wearing Heels And Started Flying

2024 Author: Harry Day | [email protected]. Last modified: 2023-12-17 15:43

How I stopped wearing heels and started flying

I remember my tender youthful years. And this tenderness is not a pretty face, beautiful dreams, naive reasoning. And this tenderness is hypersensitivity to other people's opinions, criticism, and assessment. As if you have no skin at all, and cacti are constantly on your way. And these cacti strive to hug you. But they are not to blame, they are kindly hugging, and you just have time to dodge. And how can you dodge if you have had needles sticking out here and there since childhood. From other kind cacti.

I will tell you here only about one such needle. Thin, almost invisible, but which has dug into my tender flesh for many years. My height is 1.60 m. Normal, isn't it? Moreover, a slender figure has always been proportional to my height. But there was always someone who threw the phrase: "Olya, why are you so little?" It seems that the phrase itself is harmless, but for some reason I wanted to immediately justify myself and apologize, they say, well, I was so ugly. And this question was asked by different people with cruel periodicity. And even though I knew intellectually that everything was fine with me, but I wanted to get taller. But the fashion was just high girls in high heels, with long legs. And I also began to wear heels. I had a pretty tall guy at the time. And I so wanted to match him! And I felt so shallow next to him. "Olya, why are you so small?" - was spinning in my head.

So wear your heels, you might think. What's the problem? And the problem was my flat feet. My legs just hurt a lot after a short walk on stiletto heels. But I ran six university courses on them. And it was she who ran away, and did not sit out, because I had to travel a lot and walk from couple to couple, from pulpit to pulpit. The orthopedist said that I shouldn't wear heels at all. But I did, because well, who would tolerate a little one like me?

Now I understand the absurdity of the situation. After all, 7-9 extra centimeters, which brought me daily pain, in reality did not affect anything. Not my relationship with my boyfriend, not my friends, not even my attractiveness. Everyone really didn't care! And this is one of the most important discoveries of my life - people actually hardly think about you. They think about how they themselves look in your eyes. They themselves are worried whether you will notice a pimple smeared with foundation on their face and whether it is very noticeable that they have not washed their head. And this knowledge gave me freedom.

I changed the uncomfortable shoes for the comfortable ones with small heels. I only have one pair of shoes with relatively high, stable heels. But they are surprisingly comfortable. I wear orthopedic insoles and my feet are now in awe of the long walks that I love so much. I began to appreciate my grace and diminutiveness. And for many years now I have not heard the phrase why I am so small.

This story is not only about growth, but about all the stupid complexes that arise in us at the most tender and vulnerable age. About the complexes that we could not resist then. But we are not obliged to continue living under their dictation.

Look for these hidden needles in yourself, which so prevent you from living freely and for your own pleasure. What could it be? Perhaps someone once said that red lipstick doesn't suit you? But red has a hundred shades - experiment! Someone spoke unflatteringly about the shape of your nose and now you don’t like to be photographed? Non-standard beauty is in fashion now! Don't you have a model figure? If you are otherwise healthy, then you are already beautiful! Of course, getting rid of complexes can be difficult. If they have dictated your lifestyle for many years, then you just can't throw them away. But as a psychotherapist, I can help you “take off your heels and start flying”. I wish you to enjoy life to the fullest!