Dear Scott Westerfeld,
How many people can honestly say they have never compared themselves to others? I don't think there is anyone who has never wanted to be like someone else. I have always been one to put myself down, comparing myself to the perfect example. Before reading Uglies, it seemed like everyone else had personalities, or appearances, that were always better than mine. The appreciation I had for myself had been taken over by my yearning for perfection. I felt like if I changed, I would fit in, and be closer to perfect, which in return would get me more friends. All of my thoughts were on how to correct myself. But, the truth is, even if I would have gotten all of my so called flaws corrected, there would have been something else to change.
When I starting reading Uglies I was instantly connected to Tally. She wanted to become perfect and pretty to fit in with everyone else. She looked enviously into New Pretty Town and watched the new Pretties walk around while basking in their perfection. Another thing is that Tally wanted to feel good about herself. She wanted to feel like she had reached the high standard of the community. I know I sometimes find it hard to live up to America's perfect standards. It really is hard to feel proud of yourself if you haven't achieved perfection. To feel accomplished, we as humans sometimes need to be better than we were before. We need to be perfect.
After just the first few chapters, I realized I wasn't the only one that wanted to be perfect. I think that we all assume that if we fit other personality types, and become as close to perfect as we can, we will be accepted. If you really think about it, though, you realize that it would be horrible to be the same as someone else. It's better to be different than others because looking different from everyone else doesn't make you any less beautiful. It's just our human nature to see the beauty and perfection of others and not ourselves.
The reality is that there are a million things to change to become perfect. Perfect. A word we always compare everything to; perfect grades, perfect hair, perfect child. What does perfect even mean? By definition it is conforming absolutely to the description of an ideal type, but what is an example of perfect? No one is perfect. There is no way to compare unique people and give one the title perfect. How can I be the one to say that others have more beauty then myself, when really there is nothing to compare. We are unique and beautiful in our own ways. We shouldn't try to be like others, we should go our own ways and be proud to be different.
After just the first few words, sentences, paragraphs of Uglies, I felt closer to my own version of perfect. It wasn't a physical change that everyone could see, it was a transformation inside. It was like my brain fell under a spell that gave me confidence in my style, my appearance, and myself. I don't need to compare myself to others, strive for excellence, or be perfect all of the time. I need to be myself. This new approach on life will stay with me forever.