But it's important to be honest with yourself--even if The Truth is ugly:
"My professor won't leave his boyfriend [for me]."
"My boobs have stopped growing."
"I'll never fit into my old cheerleading uniform."
"I never had a cheerleading uniform."
"I'm over Lady Gaga."
I never was a cheerleader. And ever since I saw Lady Gaga live I've avoided the subject. I told myself it was because I was "upset" over my concert experience (alone, nosebleed section) but really I was just in denial. Until I saw this:
Denial is the first step to self-harm and acceptance is the first step to finding a new celebrity to be obsessed with (Ke$ha?).
Lady Gaga represented a lot for me and we had a ton in common (underwear as outerwear, loser boyfriends).
Our time together was good but it's over. I must find a role model with a different attitude and maybe even flat shoes.