"all girls dress the same"
plus sized models are JUST as unrealistic as skinny models.
They have been elongated, their cellulite has been brushed out, waists pinched and hips widened and rounded.
It makes us think “I’m not even plus sized pretty” when NO-ONE IS.
They aren’t being forward thinking.
They aren’t embracing body positivity
They’ve just creating another unrealistic standard for women to hate themselves for.
I HAVE NOTICED THIS
IT’S SO FESTIVE!!!
Favorite post? YES.
Yes, all of it.
tbh i think straight girls appreciate girls more than straight boys do
we’re the ones that have sex with them so i think that’s unlikely
1. Straight men are not the only people having sex with women
2. I got some fascinating news to tell you about the disappointing nature of most straight men in bed
3. Fucking women doesn’t mean you appreciate them as people, not in the slightest
Don’t let them get away with this. Share the tumblr; share the information. If we can’t trust even the state government, let’s go to the federal. JUSTICE FOR MIKE BROWN AND FERGUSON.
i need a cuddle buddy, must be ok with listening to my music and spending 13 hours in bed together
The way that schools handle trying to encourage healthy eating and exercise is often very hard for me to accept and agree with.
In elementary school I had “exercise and hour a day” shoved down my throat, kids were given awards for exercising more hours than anyone else, and my father wouldn’t let me start my homework until I did my hour of school mandated exercise. Mocking the fat kids wasn’t thought of as bullying, even when it came from the gym teacher, it was “encouragement”. Being fat was a disease, childhood obesity was the hot issue every teacher would talk about, and the school served pizza everyday while telling us all that salad dressing would ruin our lives and our salads.
In middle school I was the fat kid, the only larger kid having had his mother pull him out of school after the insults got a little too mean. Gym class was reserved only for the students who couldn’t or wouldn’t join a sports team, and involved forcing us to run laps for an hour a day. I almost failed the class because I couldn’t run fast enough or hold myself up on a bar. Gym class ruined exercise for me and so many others, we didn’t view it as something meant to help us, it was a torture, a system set up for us to fail. I wasn’t picked last to play games, no that was the large girl who transferred in, she was picked last every time. I never saw her wear anything other than her gym clothes because she was so afraid to change in front of the other girls who would mock her daily. I became really depressed, she became a victim of the system we were living in. I thought about joining her.
In high school I never went to gym class, I also never took an elective, I worked myself into the doctors office just so I would never have to face my fear of a fricken gym class. I was told my diet was bad over and over, no more fat, no more carbs, no more sugar, or you will never be pretty, you’ll never be healthy, exercise!!!. The media said it and my education backed it up.
Every bite of food became a lump in my throat, every sip of anything other than water turned to tears. I stopped eating, and when my mother forced me to eat and I got a little too full I would stick my fingers down my throat. No one ever warned me that eating or throwing up would hurt me, starving people had to be skinny, and if you aren’t sick then throwing up can’t be that bad right? But everyone was happy to tell me that I would regret that candy bar. Even my parents and my teachers.
By the end of my senior year my health problems and eating issues had almost made me flunk out of school. I had finally realized that I had a problem, and I was working to fix it. The first time I went to visit the clinic on my college campus to ask about my medications (which had become numerous in high school) they asked me about my eating. They gave me a questionnaire and everything. I don’t monitor what I eat anymore, I don’t count calories and I’ve gone longer without purging than I have in years. They told me my eating is unhealthy, I got the same speech I had gotten since I was 5 years old. You have to monitor what you eat! You shouldn’t eat sweets! You need to exercise more! You should pay attention to your calories! You aren’t skinny so you need to be careful, you could become overweight. I was told that taking care of myself and being happy with myself was wrong, that I was doing the wrong thing.
I almost lost myself.
God I cried. Sometimes it feels like no-one will ever believe I that I was/am sick.
We can’t keep doing this to kids.
We can’t try to help kids by putting them through torture anymore. We can’t drive them to the things I did.
This was much longer than I thought it would be. But I know I’m far from being the only one with these experiences.
It’s not easy having yourself a good time.
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