Originally, I intended to write about my relationship with my parents, but a slip of my finger and the wonders of spell check and I wrote 'my relationship with my pants'. At first, I laughed and brushed it off, but as my finger moved towards the backspace key, I stopped. It got me thinking, 'Do I have a relationship with my pants? If so, what is my relationship with them? Is it a good relationship? What does it say about me?'

The relationship with my parents brings up the obvious moral idea of 'a good relationship with your parents is important in life and has an impact on you' and so on. But, when it comes to my pants, you wouldn't think they hold as much of an impact or importance as they do.

My pants reflect practicality and comfort - stretchy material, loss and/or comfy. Likewise, that reflects me as a person - I seek practicality and balance in all aspects of my life. I spent too many years struggling to look 'good' and belong. In terms of my pants, that meant trying to squeeze and jiggle into skinny jeans.

Between having that button indent from the waistband on my stomach to laying on the floor trying to get my heel past the bottoms, I wont settle for anything but comfort anymore. In other words I like to look conformable, because I am comfortable. Overtime, I have developed an appreciation for my pants. I realize my relationship with my pants is quite good, and that says a lot about me.

For example, when I was squeezing into uncomfortable, two-sizes too small skinny jeans, I was trying to fit into a mold society sets for us i.e, a size 2, thin but curvy, perfectly sculpted body.

During that time in my life, I wanted so badly to be accepted, to fit in (literally and figuratively) and I thought if I looked a certain way, I would (silly me). throughout this, I had a negative relationship with my pants - I never liked wearing them, I would take them off as soon as I got home, and avoided wearing them whenever I could. That impacted my daily routine, comfort and arguebly my happinewss.

But as I moved past that period of low self-esteem, gained confidence and started accepting that I wont 'fit in' all the time, my pants reflected that and visa versa. I bought pants that were comfortable and fit me, I wore them more and, I liked how they looked on me.

And now, I would consider my pants and myself on great terms. They make me feel comfortable, confident and overall good and I wear them more - a pretty good relationship, if you ask me.

Now, my point to this isn't that the relationship you have with your pants is more important than your relationship with your parents. I am simply saying that it's a relationship we don't think says anything about us or impacts us in any way, but it does. We tend to only see our human to human relationships as important and telling ones, but there are other relationships in life that aren't necessarily with people that are still important and do impact us.

Think about it, your relationship with food is arguably one of the most important relationships in your life - food literally keeps you alive. How you see food, effects how you take care of yourself and even how you socialize. If that relationship is bad, it can take away from your health, your happiness, your social interactions etc. That's a big deal and it has a significant influence on you.

Moreover, don't assume it's just you social relationships that are affecting you. If you have a problem somewhere, it may be you relationship with school, work or food that's the problem - It may be something a silly as you pants.