have someone tell me, to my face, (in all solemnity), that i am beautiful [and mean it]

It was great.
I believed him.

it was i who originally wrote this in my list of things i would like to have happen in my lifetime. It is strange, the internet, the sense of community that arises with strangers. I notice that there are many others who want the same thing—not particularly unusual really. who would not want to be told they are beautiful.

But as one person who commented wrote, “it only matters when you believe it”. This is the essence of it all. I have been called beautiful , by him and her and this and that in passing. “But from them it was all…meaningless”.

When somebody tells you that you are beautiful, and there is this ephemeral moment where you truly, honestly, and wholly believe it . . . well, the world flips over for one second. and you are happy living upside down. this is one thing i never believed would happen to me in my lifetime. i never thought i could believe what always seems to be flattery and meaningless tomfoolery. but i am lucky. very, lucky.

and i hope everyone gets this feeling sometime

my boyfriend and i have been working through some stuff lately. there was this one night, when he told me, admitted really, that he lied. he was crying. i was crying. but i’ll never forget that night in the car, how he looked over at me after i’d been crying for a while now, with my eyes still filled with tears and my tear stained face, he said, “you’re beautiful.” at that time, i didn’t look beautiful; there is nothing beautiful about crying, but i know he completely meant it anyways. i don’t quite understand how he saw beauty through all of my tears, but he did then and he still does.

i was at my school, waiting for my ride to pick me up. then some guy comes and sits next to me, and strikes up conversation. we talk for a while and then he just goes “you’re so beautiful did you know?” i was like “oh thanks” he must have been 10 years my senior. but it still was pretty cute.

someone said I was beautiful was my last boyfriend during our torrid breakup…

he said: “even when your crying your are beautiful”

i would like to {make}believe that was the only momment he found clarity through his web of lies.

One of the most amazing feelings. It actually makes me feel more beautiful, seeing that look in his eyes…or even if he doesn’t say it, seeing him look at me like I’m beautiful.

it only matters when YOU believe it.

son says it daily. Usually it’s the first thing he says when he wakes up. Apparently (from what he tells me) his Daddy told him that. I know my son believes it and means it when he tells me, “Mommy, you’re so beautiful.” He always starts my day with genuine happiness and love.

unbelivable. absolutly amazing

So very worth it… it just makes your day/week/year