I grew up with very low self esteem. I didn't like my acne. I remember looking in the mirror every morning, wanting to cry because I had another blemish. I would go to school and there would be mean classmates that would pick on me about my skin. "Ew what's that on your face?" they would yell out so everyone could hear them and laugh. I was miserable. I felt like nothing would make me feel good enough.
One day I told my mom about how much I hated my acne and about the kids picking on me at school. "People who pick on you are insecure about themselves and want to hide it by putting all of the attention on someone else," is what my mother said. She also said, "Everybody is made differently and nobody is perfect." After she said that, I felt better. When I went places, I looked at people all around me. Some people had worse acne than I had and some people didn't have any at all. I realized that no matter what people had wrong with them, they were still beautiful because we are all uniquely made and we are very special in one or more ways.
Low self-esteem is common and everyone has it at least once in their life.
1. Do you have or have you ever had low self-esteem?
2. Does anyone pick on you at school? (Please don't say their name.) Do you pick on someone at school?
3. What about yourself makes you feel sad/proud sometimes?