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Absurdity
Why is it that when I feel strong, confident, beautiful, courageous, comfortable you ask me to try something on? "I know it won't fit. I can tell just by looking." But you insist--"Maybe they will in a few months"... A not-so-subtle hint that you think I look too chunky, I have a bit too much flab. Maybe you think my legs are too large.
Can I not be comfortable the way I am and be proud? Why aren't you? Why can't you tell me I'm beautiful when I'm confident and comfortable with my size? Am I only acceptable If I can fit into those size zero jeans from Aeropostale?
Countless times Ive stood in front of a mirror and hated my body; other times I've stared in awe at how beautiful I am. "Why do you think I have to be skinnier?"                                                                                                            "I just want you to be healthy".
But you don't realize that I could never look the same way you could. My legs, hips, butt, waist, or any part of my body are not yours.                                         They could never be exactly the same as your body.
The standards you hold me and my body to are absurd. ‎
-Anonymous
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