I’ve realised something else too — when someone compliments me, I don’t feel lifted. I feel cornered. It’s almost like a trap. I start wondering what they really see, what expectations come after that praise, and whether I can keep up with whatever image they think I have.
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| I know it’s not logical. Most people give compliments with a good heart. But for me, praise feels like borrowing clothes that don’t fit. Too loose in some places, too tight in others. I don’t know how to wear them naturally. |
A simple “You look good today” can make me suddenly aware of every flaw on my body.
A “You’re fit already” makes me feel like I need to prove it.
Even “You’re improving” sounds like pressure.
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I wish I could accept compliments the way others do — smile, say thank you, and move on. I’m still learning. Maybe one day I’ll see myself the way others claim to see me.
Jeff
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