I'm tired of hiding, I hid way too long. I'm tired of not feeling the sun shine on my stomach, because people might throw shade. I'm tired of making excuses for my body, when others should excuse for body shaming.
This is me, this is my body and I'm worth of being looked at and getting compliments just like a less overweight person. I'm worth of being seen, being loved and I am totally worth of feeling the sun on every fat inch of my body, because the sun is for everyone. I'm not here to please your eyes or to make you feel comfortable in your little, delusional world of bodies straight outta magazines. I wouldn't be prettier If I were skinny. I would only look different. Because beauty has no size, no shape, no colour, no ability.
And for the record: My health is not your concern. It's not for you to educate me about the risk of diabetes or heart attacks, unless you are my doctor, my nurse or I asked you for it.
And here's for the swim wear and underwear industry: Why would you design a bikini top in the size of 85F and then only put a very thin neckholder lace on it? Don't you think it'd cut into the flesh while trying to hold in and support the chest? Well, it does. Good on me that fat floats, so my neck gets a rest in the water, right? 🙄
P.s: You are wondering If this post really was necessary? Yes. It was. To blind the haters and to make myself heard by the people in the back.
“Home is in my hair, my lips, my arms, my thighs, my feet and my hands. I am my own home. And when I wake up crying in the morning, thinking of how lonely I am, I pinch my skin, tug at my hair, remind myself that I am alive. Remind myself to step outside and greet the morning. Remind myself that it’s all …change. It’s all about…freedom.” Diriye Osman
176929 August, 2018
It's 2017 and some people still think that it's one person's own fault If they get sexually harassed or abused when they've worn something more revealing than what society is used to. People argument it's like throwing meat in front of hungry lions, even though humans are neither meat nor lions. It's 2017 and people still don't get the grasp of rape culture and the disastrous consequences of victim blaming; I'm afraid mostly because they don't want to get it.
They say: If you show off your boobs, butt, legs, it's your own fault If you get catcalled, harassed, assaulted, raped. (Spoiler: It's not about looks, it's about power.)
I say: It took me so many years to feel comfortable in my own skin, I don't wanna hide no more. I want to be respected for who I am as a person, not as a body.
They say: Nobody will respect you If you walk around like this.
I say: That's not my fault, is it? Yes, it certainly is my problem but it shouldn't and wouldn't be one, If people could only behave like a decent human being.
It's 2017 and we still have lots to do and lots to learn from those who are yet unheard.