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Beautiful Girls (Women)

Okay, first off I am not going to pretend I know one thing about Girls, because as a young male I am completely confused. There are many ways that I can go at this topic. Before I go on and on I just want to say to all the girls out in the world, no matter what age or race that, you are beautiful. With what I can understand with the girls that I have dated and the one’s I have talked to on a daily basis, that there is a lot of self-esteem issues going on. From what I can gather this stems from the way your father treats you as your growing up. The reason I am writing about this is because I want to let you all know what I feel and think about it. Every single one of you girls are beautiful, and you need to see that yourselves. The last couple of relationships I have had there was always the same question that they had “Am I Beautiful?” While one girl continued to tell me that she wasn’t good enough for me, that I needed to be with someone prettier. She even wanted me to look at other girls while I was with her, but I never did. I thought that she was very beautiful and my eyes stayed on her the whole entire time. Then the next relationship it didn’t matter how many times I told her that she was beautiful she denied it every single time. Again my main focus was on her, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. “You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you.” (Song of Solomon 4:7) My confusion lies at how can someone like me who is nice, kind, and understanding continue to get lied to, cheated on, and dumped? But after all of my words are said, and all of my feelings are spilled they still feel like they aren’t beautiful. Is there something I am doing wrong here, or is this saying right “Nice guys finish last”? I heard this saying my entire life, and I hoped it wasn’t true because at heart I am a nice guy. As I get to know more girls I learn that there problems become even deeper. I understand my job isn’t to fix them, but I feel overwhelmed, and also lonely at the same time, if that is possible.  “Do not let your adorning be external—the braiding of hair and the putting on of gold jewelry, or the clothing you wear— but let your adorning be the hidden person of the heart with the imperishable beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which in God's sight is very precious.”(1 Peter 3:3-4). So here I am fighting this because I want to show them that they are beautiful on the inside and out. I turn into this Counselor/Friend. I am not here complaining I love to be able to help or just listen if someone is going through a rough time in their life. I try my best to think about it, and give good advice. I am having this impossible force come at me of self-esteem, and I can’t seem to reverse it. “Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.”(Joshua 1:9) In the end I just hope I helped someone, and that I made an impact in their lives, it sounds better than just being a bad memory. So to all you girls out there that are struggling with finding beauty inside yourself, I am here to say that it’s there, and I believe that with all my heart because God as put it there. Now it’s time for you to finally see it. This goes for all women as well, I said girls because I have yet to meet a women that has opened up to me like these girls do, and I have only dated girls.

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