11-30-17

Now that I’ve got your attention ? Y’all best fasten your seatbelts... #BeginRant: When I was in middle school, a girl who didn’t like me called me “fat and ugly.” (She also called me a leprechaun, which still makes me laugh.) I remember how the “ugly” part didn’t hurt but my goodnessss, being called “fat” felt like it was the end of the world. Then, many years later, a guy I had broken up with tried to pick me apart. He told me I️ was an awful person, I️ would fail at life, then began to say awful things about my body - but the part that stung was, yet again, the part where he called me “fat.” At what point did society begin to teach women that being “fat” is the epitome of all things awful? When did “fat” become synonymous with “failure.” How did “fat” become the worst possible thing you could be? Why do we put so much emphasis on the way we APPEAR to others & so little emphasis on the way we TREAT others? It’s taken me awhile to get here but I️ don’t care if you think I’m fat. I️ don’t care if you think I’m skinny, ugly, or beautiful. Truthfully, the greatest compliment you can ever give me is telling me that I’m kind. Or I’ve got the sharpest wit you’ve ever encountered. Tell me I’m strong, or that I make a difference. Teach your children that THESE are the things that matter. When you compliment your daughters, don’t tell them they’re beautiful. Tell them they’re strong, they’re smart, they’re a force to be reckoned with. Tell them that they’re all the intangibles that make a person a down to the core **good** person. Raise your daughters to be leaders and not dainty, waif-like beauty queens because goodness knows, what the world needs are fewer Kardashians and more Elizabeth Warrens. *deeeep breath* #EndRant

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