I’ve bitten my nails my entire
life. It isn’t something I’m proud of. Given that I don’t like my hands anyway, I’ve
always been self conscious about them and hid them away.
I have always wanted pretty nails
and would love to paint them and experiment with different colours and designs. The scarlet nailed women in old movies have
always been my ideal.
I was looking in shame at my
nails a couple of months ago and the thought struck me; if I can successfully
quit smoking through sheer stubbornness and determination, surely I can stop
biting my nails.
Given the tiny size that they have shrunk to over thirty odd years, I knew that it would take quite a while to reach any sort of length.
After more than a few false starts and absentminded biting, I have now reached a stage where I’m happy not only to put my nails on my blog, but also paint them! I may have a way to go with some of the nails and none are how I want them yet, I feel that the majority of the journey has been accomplished.
I’m a few weeks away from booking my first manicure and having a massive smile on my face. Even at the current, still short length, they are now makes me happy. One more goal reached!
What goals have you set yourself
recently?
