Why would I go to such lengths to hide something not many of you would even notice, much less think twice about? Here goes: I’m not sure how it started, or why, or why it never stopped, but I bite my nails.
This sounds like it’s going to turn into some great inspiring success story about how beautiful my nails are now, but it’s not. At least, not yet. The problem is, it’s usually unconscious. I’ll accidentally gnaw on a nail when a book I’m reading approaches the climax, or when lost deep in my thoughts, or struggling over a particularly complex homework problem. “Avoiding stress” is not a suitable solution for a senior in college.
But now, I’m going to try harder than ever. Starting this blog last year has made me think more about how much I wish my nails were graceful-looking. I wish that I could paint them pretty colors and have people notice them, instead of putting on yet another coat of clear polish and burying my hands in my lap. I don’t have any great plan, any special scheme I’m using to accomplish this. I’m just going for it with what I hope is more motivation than I’ve ever had before.
So far, this post has been void of pictures. Can you blame me? Until my nails get to an acceptable length, I’m still going to try to hide them somewhat. But here is a photo taken a week before I started this mission.
I’m hoping to do weekly or biweekly update posts with my progress, assuming it’s something you’d be willing to read. For me accountability is a major driver, and I think that putting myself out there and sharing my story will help (even if it’s just for a few of you). In any case, thank you for bearing with me for this long, text-heavy post ❤