Just be
I'm all for body awareness and empowerment. I really do think it's great that there are a lot of positive messages out there now, but I hate the thin-shaming. I just cannot stand it, as a person who spent all of her childhood being way too gangley limbed I have heard it all.
"What are you doing? It's not like you need to lose any weight."
"You're a size what? Oh my God you make me sick."
"Oh shut up and just eat a cookie."
Listen...I get that most people just project their own negativity about their own appearance outwards towards others. I understand that sometimes if you're miserable about yourself you'd rather everyone be miserable right along side you but I don't have to like it. I don't give anyone grief about being a size 14. If you have a glandular issue it is SO not my business what is going on with your thyroid. And just like it's none of my business why you let yourself go and gained another chin in the past few years it's absolutely none of your business to judge me for my size. What if I had some horrible disease and was rotting from the inside out? What then? Is it finally acceptable to you that my butt does not resemble that of one J.Lo even after two kids and crossing the 30 threshold?
I hate turning on the radio to hear things about "skinny b*tches". Is that old lady-ish of me? The thought that my kids are listening to this and thinking it's somehow reflective of real life makes me a tad ill. The popular music really hates women, likes drugs and drinking, and slams being thin as though all thin people are neurotic bulimics who are actively attaining that look. If you're healthy, well adjusted and happy why is it okay to be the subject of ire? Do you know how hard it is to become self-aware and happy? It's a heck of a lot of work. Now if you don't like me because I'm blunt, I don't understand the current fascination with mustaches and I think poems are lame that's fine. At least those are kind of legitimate reasons to scratch your head about my choices.
Soapbox moment complete.
"What are you doing? It's not like you need to lose any weight."
"You're a size what? Oh my God you make me sick."
"Oh shut up and just eat a cookie."
Listen...I get that most people just project their own negativity about their own appearance outwards towards others. I understand that sometimes if you're miserable about yourself you'd rather everyone be miserable right along side you but I don't have to like it. I don't give anyone grief about being a size 14. If you have a glandular issue it is SO not my business what is going on with your thyroid. And just like it's none of my business why you let yourself go and gained another chin in the past few years it's absolutely none of your business to judge me for my size. What if I had some horrible disease and was rotting from the inside out? What then? Is it finally acceptable to you that my butt does not resemble that of one J.Lo even after two kids and crossing the 30 threshold?
I hate turning on the radio to hear things about "skinny b*tches". Is that old lady-ish of me? The thought that my kids are listening to this and thinking it's somehow reflective of real life makes me a tad ill. The popular music really hates women, likes drugs and drinking, and slams being thin as though all thin people are neurotic bulimics who are actively attaining that look. If you're healthy, well adjusted and happy why is it okay to be the subject of ire? Do you know how hard it is to become self-aware and happy? It's a heck of a lot of work. Now if you don't like me because I'm blunt, I don't understand the current fascination with mustaches and I think poems are lame that's fine. At least those are kind of legitimate reasons to scratch your head about my choices.
Soapbox moment complete.
