Yesterday, I woke up with a bump. It showed up right below my bottom lip on the right side of my face, and it was huge.
Sadly, this was one of those painful pimples that we’ve all had experiences with, and it actually destroyed me.
It was massive, like to the point where when I smiled, my smile was crooked, and the right-side of my face was not proportional to anything.
What did I do when I saw this? I cried. I cried for a solid seven minutes before texting my mama about how ugly I am (dramatic, I know), telling her my pimple would never go away and that I would forever be burdened by this crater on my face.
Like the precious woman that my mama is, she consoled me by telling me that it would go away and that I needed to stop talking negatively about myself.
I didn’t listen to her (surprise, surprise) and instead proceeded to let my day be consumed by this pimple that seemed to grow every time I looked in the mirror.
This morning, though, I had a revelation.
I viewed the bump on my skin in the most negative way possible. Instead of staring at my blemish with thoughts of it will go away in a few days, it isn’t that bad, and you are not ugly, I tortured myself with it.
By being so openly negative about my circumstance, I set myself up to have the worst day possible.
I could have listened to my mom, my brother, and my roommate, who all know how to talk sense into me, but I chose to gripe over my circumstance, instead.
Why is it so comforting to drag ourselves down? Why does it seem so much easier to mope around with a dark cloud hanging over our heads than to take time to focus on overcoming bad circumstances?
I guess it is human nature to want to take the easier route, but that doesn’t mean we’re going to wake up one morning with all of our problems solved.
It takes time to be okay with ourselves. A lot of self-worth issues stem from circumstantial problems. I bring up self-worth a lot because it is such an issue in my life, but talking negatively to myself about myself is never going to improve it.
A positive mindset starts with understanding that circumstances do not have control over us. To me, my bump may seem like an unlucky circumstance, but I can’t let it dictate how I view myself.
Of course, Jesus, being the comedian that he is, told me this in my devotion this morning. I almost laughed when I realized it was about circumstances.
Happiness prepares us for difficult circumstances. A negative mindset is only going to set us up for failure.
We’ve all heard that it only takes one insult to ruin a handful of compliments, and this is especially true for the way we talk to ourselves.
Feelings will never go away. They control the potential to steer us in the right direction, but they can also steer us in a direction of misery and hopelessness.
We choose who we become in life. We can choose to let negativity hurt us in the storm, or we can strap ourselves in and be prepared to overcome every strenuous circumstance we face.
When I woke up this morning, my nightmare bump was still there, under my bottom lip on the right side of my face. Instead of crying about how ugly it was, I did my makeup and told myself I was beautiful.