A Little Bit of Soul

Hey laaadeeezz, today’s post is especially for you!

I’ve been thinking about it for awhile, and I have to ask, what the fuck is with all of the shame? It seems that I can’t find a single corner of the internet where I’m not harassed by images like this:

Real Women

Look. I’m all about embracing the body and its natural form. I think it’s great that women are finding the confidence to speak so highly of their shape, but I don’t think that’s what’s going on here. If I had to take a guess, I would say that the woman who created this image was viciously insecure. This is not a message of confidence- this is a message of hate. Confident women do not need to cut their fellow females down as if they were trees in the fucking Amazon.

Let’s just cut the shit. While many of us may appear to be outwardly assured, I would bet that a good percentage feel differently standing alone in front of a mirror where there is nothing to shelter us from our own criticism. This struggle is NOT exclusive to those who are curvaceous. If it were, there would be no market for hair extensions, orthodontics or the muthafuckin’ Clarisonic. We’ve all been gifted with some kind of flaw that we feel less than stellar about, so it’s time to quit with the piss-poor attitude. It’s really not doing anybody any favors.

I’ve also had enough of the “REAL” bullshit. Real women do this. Real women have that. You know what? Real women have vaginas. (And even THIS is debatable according to RuPaul.) C’mon dudes, let’s think about this rationally: If thin women aren’t real, what are they? Amoebas? Are they less valuable? Do they deserve to be with “dogs” who treat them like trash? If this is the case, why do so many of us spend all of our time WISHING to be thin?! We are all fucking lying to ourselves.

If you want to be able to walk down the street without worrying that everyone you meet is staring at your arm flab, your double chin, or your love handles, then return the fucking favor and take off your judgy pants. If you wasted less time projecting your insecurities onto other people and instead spent it smiling and greeting them with kindness, you may begin to notice that the world has more to offer than the Guess jeans you don’t quite fit into or the three way mirror that fills you with self-loathing.

We all want to be seen for more than just what we appear to be on the surface. We’re all hoping that somebody will reach inside of us and discover something amazing and unique. But like all things, we can only receive what we are willing to give. So give more. Be a friend.  Tickle someone’s soul. After all, the soul is the only thing that counts. Your body will be left behind to decay or burned to ash, but the soul transcends beyond the realm of possibility.



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