Lacrimas Profundere – “My Velvet Little Darkness”
Someone posed this question on another site I read, and I was interested in discussing it here: Is your mental image of yourself better, about accurate, or worse than the truth?
I think my mental image of myself is better than the truth. I apparently still envision myself looking like I did when I was fifteen and weighed barely over a hundred pounds. My driver’s license said 108 for the longest time, to the point where I was embarrassed when people looked at it because I in no way weighed 108 any longer. My current driver’s license claims I weigh about 12 pounds less than I actually do. (Hence the running, of course.)
I know a lot of women look in the mirror and imagine themselves much heavier, or with more cellulite, or with less muscle. I look in the mirror and am shocked to see a shadow under my tummy, dimples on my thighs, a double chin. It’s disconcerting. I also imagine my boobs to be much more, um, proportionate with my body than they actually are. In reality, they’re outrageous, and I haven’t yet figured out how to dress so they don’t look as such. In short, buxom would be a good word to describe me. I’ve always been curvy, I suppose, but now I’m a bit more so and my brain seems to be in denial.
So how about you? Is your image accurate? Why or why not?