gustavofring
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I hate the wind.
It seems kind of trivial, but wind causes me to become extremely self-concious about my appearance. I've always had problems with my curly hair, which is impossible to deal with, and I have quite a high hairline.
When I go out I try to pay a lot of attention to my hair and once I go out to ride my bike to where-ever, and it's windy, my mood changes like hell. Whatever security I have of looking somewhat good changes when that godawful harsh wind comes in and messed everything up. I really curse like hell too when it happens. I want to immediately find a mirror to fix it. Don't get me wrong, I love a nice fresh summer breeze, but there's also the really hard winds that just annoy me.
It's kind of weird I have such intense hatred for a natural phenomenon and also that I seem to be so obsessed with my hair and appearance. I try not to be so self-concious but I guess I just carry a lot of insecurity about my looks from the past. It's awful.
I wish I could cope with it a little more easier. It's just one of the many neuroticisms, but I observed this today in myself.
It seems kind of trivial, but wind causes me to become extremely self-concious about my appearance. I've always had problems with my curly hair, which is impossible to deal with, and I have quite a high hairline.
When I go out I try to pay a lot of attention to my hair and once I go out to ride my bike to where-ever, and it's windy, my mood changes like hell. Whatever security I have of looking somewhat good changes when that godawful harsh wind comes in and messed everything up. I really curse like hell too when it happens. I want to immediately find a mirror to fix it. Don't get me wrong, I love a nice fresh summer breeze, but there's also the really hard winds that just annoy me.
It's kind of weird I have such intense hatred for a natural phenomenon and also that I seem to be so obsessed with my hair and appearance. I try not to be so self-concious but I guess I just carry a lot of insecurity about my looks from the past. It's awful.
I wish I could cope with it a little more easier. It's just one of the many neuroticisms, but I observed this today in myself.
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