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If Glasses were Confidence.
Inside her mind, she was a shivering wreck. She felt eyes watching, staring, leering at her. She felt them criticise her clothes, how she walked, what she looked like.
But just as she turned around to confront their glaring looks, she found they had already gone back to their usual doings of the day. Once she started to walk forwards again, their eyes were back on her. She could feel it.
In reality, no one was looking at her in the first place.
It didn’t matter wether they were or not. The feeling of being observed and criticised was constant. It never went away, no matter how many times she wished and willed it to. She tried walking with her shoulders back, head held high to show ‘I don’t care what you think’ to no one in particular, but that didn’t help either. Their eyes followed her fat thighs, her flabby stomach, her messy hair. She could feel it.
Yet, she really looked fine the way she was.
Inside her mind, she was sitting in a corner, hiding her face from the eyes that glared at her. Nothing worked, she might as well never come out, never show her face. She looked terrible, she knew thats what they were all seeing. Thats what everyone could see.
Until, a pretty little creature with bright eyes and short hair had given her a pair of glasses, and told her she ‘would look fabulous, so wear them’.
Her little bright eyed friend hadn’t quite realised how much her gift was cherished.
Those glasses made her feel hidden. Those eyes, they couldn’t see her once her glasses were on. She knew they couldn’t criticise her, or glare at her, because how could someone criticise another when they couldn’t even see them? Behind those glasses, she could walk freely. Inside her mind, she was up and about, smiling and walking with her head held high, shoulders back. She didn’t care what others thought, she was happy how she was. She finally met a friend who was quite unknown to her until now; confidence.
Of course this was in her mind, everyone could see her behind those glasses.
After weeks of wearing her glasses, she was getting to used to this feeling. It was a common thing for her now. To be able to enjoy a walk, without feeling small and shaken and self conscious. Without the feeling of having to hide her face from the world. She felt confident. Constantly.
Until one day she forgot to put them on.
The day was warm and sunny, a cool breeze swirled around her legs, people walked past and she smiled at them. She reached out her hand to touch a ray of sunshine. She felt superb and dazzling and out of this world in her own little way.
She never spared a thought that she wasn’t wearing her glasses. It was all her.
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