For the first time, a guy commented negatively on my body the other day. It wasn’t so much outright criticism as “well, you are a bit fat”. Whilst I’m not at all someone to get offended by other’s opinions unless I’m close to them (and he had downed a couple of beers by this point) it made me realize what people mean when they talk about peer and social pressure. I want to point out that whilst it shouldn’t make a difference, I am in no way fat. I do a lot of sport and exercise and have a very healthy diet. No, I don’t count calories because seriously, past counting on my fingers, unless it’s maths class- ain’t nobody got time for that! I don’t only eat carbs or have 3 slices of cake but seriously I would like to see anyone resist my Gran’s baking. The point is that somehow, this person’s mind had been twisted to think that being a stick was the right size- and more than that- I actually gave it credence by considering the remark! I would like to see some of the girls I see in my school walking around on stick thin legs and mile wide thigh gaps do sit ups. I am fully aware that some people just have ridiculously high metabolisms and are naturally slim. But I’m not talking about them. I’m talking about looking at a ‘normal’, ‘average’ girl and her build and having a realistic idea of what a healthy weight is for her. More importantly, for girls to be able to look at themselves and do the same. I don’t usually make a point of bringing subjects like this up or rant about controversial issues like this BUT. I just want to say that although I rip down the “everyone is beautiful in their own way” simpering-sunshine posters someone keeps putting up in the school bathrooms because (and you can decide) I’m a) cynical b) think positive thinking shouldn’t be twisted to condescension- I do think maintaining self-esteem is vital to happiness and it makes me sad to see the number of girls that think themselves ugly, not because of any logical reason, just because in the media’s eyes, they do not fit the correct ideals. Make up your opinion of your appearance independently. If there’s something you want to and can change, do so, if it’s something you can’t, read a book or take up knitting. Life’s too short to sit in front of a mirror miserable. Okay, I think I’m done ranting.
ever want to absorb someone else’s pain?
because you know you can handle it for when they can’t?
and you know that they’d soar if they knew what a few seconds without carrying a huge burden felt like?
so my boyfriend and I tried roleplaying the other day and we did the whole “professor and bad student who needs to pass” thing, only he wanted to be the professor, so I had to be the horny and failing student. I’m the valedictorian of my senior class of 400 and I have a horrible phobia of flunking, so when he whispered “you’re failing my class, you naughty girl” in my ear, I started crying and we had to stop