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17 Years Later

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Disclaimer: This is a picture of a picture, so don’t give me any grief about the quality. Now on to the important stuff.

I had a great time in high school. I made an effort to really enjoy those years, mostly because I kept hearing about how much people hated their high school years. However, like most teenage girls, I spent a good amount of time thinking that I was inadequate. Too fat. Too many zits. Too plain. When I went to get my senior pictures taken, I have to say that I was pretty unhappy with them. I was super-critical of myself. Now, I’ve always had a relatively high amount of self-esteem, and I’ve always said that I like myself just fine, but I don’t expect other people to like me. Even though my self-worth wasn’t really hurting back in those days, I did tend to pick apart every single conceivable flaw, and I admit that I worried how other people saw me.

Now that I’m in my thirties, I look back on those pictures (this one in particular), and I realize what a total and complete waste of time it was to be so self-critical. Because really? I was SMOKIN’ HOT! Granted, I’m so much more comfortable in my skin at 33 than I could even contemplate being at 17, but c’mon. What tricks does the mirror play on the 17 year-old female mind? How could I possibly have thought of myself as fat and not very pretty? I’m not trying to come off as conceited or vain, but when you compare 33 year-old me to 17 year-old me, I had it goin’ on.

I guess my point is this: I love being older and more able to appreciate me for me. I also love being able to look back at pictures of myself and appreciate the me I was then. When I have my daughter, I’m going to do everything I possibly can to make sure she loves herself no matter what. And when she’s 17, I want her to be able to look in the mirror and love everything she sees.

5 Responses to “17 Years Later”

  1. Kevin Donahue Says:

    You were smoking hot then and you’re smoking hot today.

    ((channelling Jim Carey from The Mask))
    SMOKIN’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. camille Says:

    You look like Suzanne Cryer!

  3. camille Says:

    dangit! i’m trying to post her photo, but it won’t work, so here’s the link.

  4. courtney Says:

    You’re going to be such a great mom 🙂

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  1. What Draws People To You? » Keep Up With Me Says:

    […] Merrin posted a picture of herself at 17 years old, and compares the way she thought of herself back then with how she sees herself now. Now that I’m in my thirties, I look back on those pictures (this one in particular), and I realize what a total and complete waste of time it was to be so self-critical. Because really? I was SMOKIN’ HOT! Granted, I’m so much more comfortable in my skin at 33 than I could even contemplate being at 17, but c’mon. What tricks does the mirror play on the 17 year-old female mind? How could I possibly have thought of myself as fat and not very pretty? I’m not trying to come off as conceited or vain, but when you compare 33 year-old me to 17 year-old me, I had it goin’ on. […]

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