So here I am, sat at 10 o’clock at night, writing a post from which I was inspired by Love Island. Definitely not something I ever thought would happen. But in tonights episode (tonight as in Wednesday 5th, when I’m writing this), Gabby showed a vulnerable side. And it was a vulnerable side I could definitely relate to.
For those of you who don’t watch it, I’ll give you the low down. Two new guys entered the villa tonight, and they both got to choose three girls to go on a date with. Between the two of them, they chose Amber, Tyla, Olivia and Camilla for their dates. Unfortunately, this left Gabby feeling very left out and upset. She explained that she felt ugly, and as if she wasn’t as good as the other girls.
As soon as this started to go down, I could instantly feel myself tear up. All I wanted to do was reach into the tv, and give her the biggest hug. Why? Because everything she was saying, I could 100% relate to. I am one of the most insecure girls around. Not that a lot of people would know it, because I’m pretty good at hiding it.
When Gabby first started ‘complaining’ over the fact she never gets asked on dates, twitter was split. Half the tweets I saw where upset for her. The other half, where asking wtf she was doing complaining when she has Marcel. But I TOTALLY got it. Back when I was still with my boyfriend, and I would go on nights out, I had the exact same feelings. We used to go out, and there were lots of nights when guys would hit on all my friend, but not me. And let me tell you: it wasn’t a good feeling.
Did I want to be hit on? No. But did I want that validation that somebody other than my boyfriend found me attractive? Hell yes. Maybe that makes me a bitch, or an attention-seeker. Quite frankly I don’t care. Because the truth of the matter is I’m simply insecure. I’m always comparing myself to my friends, to other girls in the room, to the other girls who blog. And I can’t help it.
Gabby’s comment about looking to go out and get a boob job, and longer hair, also totally related to me. Ever since I can remember, I’ve talked about wanted a nose job. My boobs are non-existent so I also want a boob job. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately) I will probably never be in the financial position to get these. But I can’t see me ever not wanting them.
If we are all honest with ourself, most of us have insecurities. It’s a scary, sad fact, but it’s true. Even the tallest, skinniest, most ‘perfect’ of people will have insecurities. I don’t even really know what the point of this post is. Maybe it’s just to remind everybody that you are not alone. Crazy that it took an episode of Love Island to remind me of that.
Oh and a note to everybody: Find yourself a Marcel <3*POST MAY CONTAIN AFFILIATE LINKS