you know the type...

Well I was doing some 'blog surfing' yesterday, and I came across a lady I know/knew and then followed her link to another one I know/knew. (Just so you know, nobody who reads my blog or is my friend, knows these chicks.) I read their blogs and notes and was just really ... I dunno, frustrated, mad, stressed, depressed... all of the above I guess. Here's why:
You may not know these particular two chicks but you know the type. They're Perfect.
They have perfect husbands, perfect children, perfect homes, perfect lives...


I know, I know....no body's perfect right? ...well according to them, they are! I was actually glad to find their blogs . Finally I can have some insight into who they actually are, or their sense of humor, but no...It's Ward & June Cleaver in Pleasant town and they're just blogging to shed light on how they've obtained this perfection. I'm not just talking about their blogs though. I know them and talk to them, and somehow I always walk away from them feeling less good...I can't be "me" around people like this. I feel like when I am "me " around them I'm embarrassed because my weaknesses are exposed. Then I start to question...maybe it's me that has the problem. Maybe I need to be more perfect...I mean haven't we been told this by Pres. Hinckly?
I know some pretty righteous people (women included), who in no way make me feel crappy when I am myself around them,...in fact it's just the opposite. So my theory is that the problem lies with the type of chicks that believe they have to show a perfect appearance. I mean...if they were actually 'perfect' then people wouldn't walk away from them feeling lousy right? That right there is a sign of imperfection.
My Goal:I want to be the type of person that people who know me and talk with me, feel comfortable about being themselves, and happy with who they are around me.