Posted by ClearSkies on October 10, 2007, at 20:41:21
As I posted on Social, I just came back from a holiday in France. I did not see more than a handful of obese people. I did not see rail thin model types. I saw women who looked like me, except they wore makeup and heels. I didn't feel as ugly as I usually do here at home. Here I am likely to see women who have had body parts surgically enhanced (I think this is due to where I live).
I think I need to restrict my TV watching and other media intake - that this is a big part of what is poisoning me. I'm *not* fat, goddammit, I am NORMAL. Every day in our newspapers are ads for cosmetic surgery - this is not a necessary part of our health! It's not a recipe for happiness, either. But the pressure is overwhelming to be unsatisfied with how we are. At every turn, we are compelled to improve, to change, to enhance, to shrink ourselves. As if our selves change on the inside by doing things to the outside.
The result is a population of Barbie dolls, look alikes with the same colour blonde hair, with teeth all bleached the same shade of Hollywood white, breasts perked up to the same D cup of somebody else's idea of perfection. Where's the character, where's the personality? (In France, to answer myself - that's where the women are looking real and not created. I felt very secure amongst them.)
NORMAL.
That *has* to be an OK thing. It *has* to be a sick thing that being my size is too big. It's not too big, it's normal!
Argh!
poster:ClearSkies
thread:788378
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