I have been contemplating how much mental time women spend on thinking about what is wrong with them. I’m guilty of doing the same thing. I have never met a woman who loves their hair, their teeth, or their feet. I don’t love mine. To get a little more personal, we don’t love our breasts, our stomach size, our hips or butt size. We even are dissatisfied with our internal organs. We don’t say, I hate my heart, liver, thyroid, and brain but we spend a great deal of time focusing on what is wrong with our blood pressure, our digestive system, our weight and our moods.
We are mentally consumed with what is wrong with us. [Read more…]