The Dark Circles

The dark circles under my eyes are like a badge of honor. They are a reminder of all the late nights I've spent working, all the tears I've cried, and all the laughter I've shared. They are a part of me, and I wouldn't have them any other way.

Some people might see my dark circles as a sign of fatigue or illness. But I know that they are more than that. They are a story of my life.

When I was a child, I used to get dark circles under my eyes whenever I was sick. I would wake up in the morning with puffy eyes and dark circles, and my mom would always tell me that I looked like a panda. I didn't mind though. I knew that it was just a sign that my body was fighting off the germs.

As I got older, my dark circles didn't go away. They just became more pronounced. I started to get them even when I wasn't sick. I would get them after a long night of studying, or after a night out with friends. I would get them when I was stressed or tired.

At first, I tried to hide my dark circles. I would wear concealer and foundation, but it never seemed to work. The dark circles always seemed to peek through.

Eventually, I gave up trying to hide them. I realized that my dark circles were a part of me, and I shouldn't be ashamed of them.

Now, I embrace my dark circles. I think they make me look mysterious and intriguing. They are a reminder of all the things I've been through, and all the things I've yet to experience.

I know that not everyone feels the same way about dark circles. Some people see them as a sign of aging or fatigue. But I think they are beautiful. They are a reminder of the human experience, and all the ups and downs that come with it.

So next time you see someone with dark circles, don't judge them. Don't think that they are tired or unhealthy. Just smile and know that they are a survivor. They have seen things, they have felt things, and they have lived a life.

And that is something to be proud of