Vanity is defined at Wikipedia.com as: “The excessive belief in one’s own abilities or attractiveness to others“. We usually think that this negative quality would only apply to super models or shallow minds, but unfortunately this description often summarizes many of the people that we meet every day.
The world around us constantly conditions our minds to worry about what other people think of us. As a result, we often change the way we look, act, and even view ourselves, which causes us to eventually agree with opinions and philosophies we do not necessarily agree with. I have personally struggled with this self conscious sickness for all of my life, but can only blame one person for buying into this lie, and that would be ME. I do give some credit to the infamous think tank known as “society”, but peer pressure is no excuse for accepting falsehoods.
I’m feeling well today, but I am really sick of this nonsense! Why do we care so much about what people perceive as our style, fashion, and appearance? Why do we spend so much of our time obtaining clothing and possessions that are ultimately meaningless? It racks my brain as to why we spend so much of our lives obsessing over minute details, and so little of our lives finding real meaning in our actions. We spend our paychecks to buy things we don’t really need, and for what? We need the bigger house, the bigger car, the bigger wardrobe, but why? To impress other people that we barely know? Who are we trying to impress and why? When you take away all of the toys, money, and fashion, you will find that each of us is the same. A simple human being in need of help who cannot truly do anything on their own. We get some notoriety, money, and kudos, then we think that we are infallible and extra-ordinary people, but we are not. We’re starting to look and sound more like a bunch of robots that portray the stereotype of what others think we should act like.
I say stop the madness. Be happy with who you are and not what other people want you to be. Besides, I know I’m not even close to being perfect, so what?

