To Honor Our Sexy Bodies
Am pissed I didn’t accept this sooner:
Harsh judgments about [women’s and girl’s] body acceptability create a nation of hunched-over girls, short women on stilts, women of size dressed as though in mourning, very slender women trying to puff themselves out like adders, and various other women in hiding. It causes a woman to perseverate about whether she is a good person or not, and bases her self-worth on how she looks instead of who she is. From Women Who Run With the Wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes.
Where has this obsession with body image come from? When did it start? We all (heterosexual women) presumably like being attractive to men. Had men at some point become so narrow-minded to want only a particular body type. damn the rest – or is this a false believe we have? Has it become overly important to us to be attractive in body in the first place – when our brains, personalities, talents. confidence, humor etc, speak more of our true selves than our bodies ever will?
I know of what I speak. As a child and teenager, for years I was regularly bullied and sometimes beaten till bloody by boys for having a less-than-perfect body type. Authority figures of all kinds let me down. I blamed myself for being imperfect. That is an unbelievably heavy and needless belief to carry around.
Obviously I survived. And celebrate that it doesn’t have to be this way. What makes us unattractive? Believing that we are.
Beautiful and sexy – whatever that means to you – comes from inside and works its way up to the skin – not from the skin down.