
This morning I had temporary self esteem problems because I realized my body was aging and beginning to wrinkle and I thought that might impair my chances of finding a high quality man but then I realized something, my Wall Street friend is in her 30s and looks older than her 60s mom, Paris Hilton’s sister has more wrinkles than Paris Hilton’s mother, my friend from high school has wrinkles, so does my other friend from high school, and my final friend has wrinkles and is also obese, so I realized I’m not a failure for having wrinkles in my 30s, even if my parents and grandparents did not, they lived at an age with less junk food, more exercise, less luxury, less social hostility and social corruption and more connections with friends. Sometimes accepting yourself is your magic bullet, it’s not necessarily changing your situation. God told me in Dreams he could restore my beauty if I trust him, but I will not base my happiness on how good or bad I look, I can have a happy life even if I do not look like Angelina Jolie.
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