Good morning, gorgeous! Now, let's start our day right - after the usual half an hour on Instagram or Facebook, of course.
When you step into your bathroom, ready for that first teeth-brushing ritual, you can't help but catch your reflection. You stare, noting every little blemish on your face through sleep-crusty eyes. You rinse, clear your eyes, but the blemishes, they're still there.
Suddenly, you're in a fairytale, whispering, "Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?" to your reflection every time you pass a mirror. Does it ever answer?
Let's set things straight: those imperfections you notice, they're a figment of your imagination. We don't see them because they're not there. You're stunning, but you're waiting for the mirror's approval, which it'll never give.
Ever heard of "Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder"? Here's the plot twist - the beholder is you. Use the mirror for practicality, not validation. You won't win the mirror's favor unless you control your perspective.
If you can't look past your imperfections, you'll never feel perfect. The mirror is but a reflection of what you believe about yourself. Convince yourself you're losing weight, look in the mirror, and voila, you'll see a slimmer you.
Looking in the mirror often feels like stepping into a battlefield, you versus your perceived flaws. You're your harshest critic. Don't let the world's superficial standards overshadow your inner light. The makeup, it's concealing your real beauty.
Been parroting "fake it till you make it"? Time to drop that chant and introduce a new catchphrase: "Genuine Love Game". I touched upon the societal construct of boys playing with Barbie Dolls, Baby Dolls, and just being boys. That's where we learn to flex our muscles - strategy, dominance, competitiveness, camaraderie. But for those men who didn't participate in this instinctive training, they are on a different quest - they seek advice.
If you're in the role of a Hitch remake, strategically aiming to win a particular lady's heart, then cheers to you! The fact that you're seeking advice on your genuine love game tells me you're aware of your boundaries, your identity, and your audacity to chase what you desire.
For the others, who couldn't score in high school, college, or even life, anger becomes your companion. Recall our discussion on suppression theory - it's a revelation of what's happening within you. You've imprisoned those desires, turning from a victim to a Sensei. But if you're exploiting your power against the untrained, aren't you the new oppressor?
Your scoop and score record may have skyrocketed post-"training", but is that the essence of your genuine love game? Or are you just showcasing your might against the oblivious? Remember, your target isn't your past rejections, but an unsuspecting person who doesn't know your grip on her heart.
Any man overflowing with the premium energy of love doesn't say, "She's drop-dead gorgeous, I want her for tonight". Your suppressed sexual energy is like a shaken soda can - ready to burst. It overpowers your normal state, pushing you into a tiresome loop. You charm her, unravel her emotions, while concealing yours. You reflect a machismo facade that you think women find irresistible. But it's a ticking time bomb because you can't keep pretending. You faked it till you made it, but what about your genuine love game?
If you need a compass in the labyrinth of love, I'm here. Leave a comment, tune in, or continue reading. And don't forget, be unapologetically selfish - because through your joy, others find their reflection.
If you're tirelessly hitting the club scene, hoping to find Prince Charming only to find Mr. Wrong time and time again, maybe it's time to stop pointing fingers and take a look in the mirror. You and I, we're all part of a prime whole, and we need each other to exist. But understand, self-sufficiency isn't a myth, it's just misunderstood.
Ever felt a tug-of-war of emotions? That's the thrilling rollercoaster ride of love. One moment you're all hearts for me, and the next, you're tossing daggers. Yet, it's merely a reflection of your inner turmoil. In the neon-lit battlefield of the club, amidst the deafening music, we try to decode each other's silent cues.
The blurry club lights create an illusion of romance. You hear sweet whispers, promising a future together, but you might be hearing what you want to hear. Don't be fooled by the giggle or the light-hearted banter. Not every engaging conversation promises an engagement ring!
As the night fades, and reality dawns, you realize the intoxicating words were just that - words. The rhythmic dance and the lustful gazes were fleeting, and you're back to square one, back at the club.
Here's the big reveal - the man you want is you! Not literally, but metaphorically. It's about recognizing your worth and not settling for anything less. Stop giving yourself away for free. You're prime, remember? Love yourself first, and let your actions reflect your value. Make the nightmares fade away, turn your actual into your real, and ditch the duality.