I really don't understand society's "invincibility complex." We are all expected to be invincible. In fact growing up I always felt like crying in front of anyone was a sign of weakness and was just embarrassing. However if everyone just accepted the fact that it's alright to cry and that no one is truly invincible then maybe the world would be a more comfortable place. Taking into account the simple fact that "everybody's got a story that will break your heart." Everyone's got their problems and I guess that not everyone needs to know about all of them but if acceptance was more acceptable then perhaps depression wouldn't be such a rampant disease and the world would be a happier place as well. Then again society has some pretty messed up views on some other things. Take for example the fashion industry and their ideas about beauty. When I am told that in order to be beautiful I have to be extremely underweight how can that be right? Why is it that a female like myself who is over six feet tall is supposed to weigh only 100 pounds? And how can malnutrition be beautiful on the models of North America, but when it is worn by the starving children in Africa it is a sight that can bring some to tears? Personally I prefer Roald Dahl's view of beauty:
"A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely."
We strive for this unattainable goal, when it really shouldn't matter what you look like. Really if you are a nice person with a good personality that should be all that matters. But our world is far from perfect, and we'll always find something to complain about regardless. So I suppose it really doesn't matter.
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