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BODY BEAUTIFUL
Tue, 12 June 2012
I have days when I wake up feeling like a fat slug and on those days I want to stay in bed and hide my face. But those feelings subside and I go back to being arrogant. I can't beat myself up about my flaws because this body has been good to me.
It's strong enough to keep me going when my spirit has given up, it gets me to lectures even though it aches, it gives love when I can't find words. Come to think of it, it does too much to not have a few bumps and lumps.
Some women don't share my sentiments. Some women don't see what their bodies do for them, but rather what they should be doing for others. It should be skinny for the partner who makes you feel bad about your weight; it should be dressed in designer clothes, that you can't always afford, for the friends who weigh your value as a person by the price of your clothes; it should not be respected for those who wish to use it for their sexual pleasure. And society allows women of the world to believe that this is an acceptable practice.
How is it possible that a woman can only believe that she is beautiful if a lover tells her that she is? Why should a woman model herself after someone else to find her identity? Why the fuck are we allowing it?
Isn't it time that we begin to define beauty for ourselves so that we no longer spend our entire lives torturing our bodies to achieve someone else's goals? Maybe then we can get along and stop viewing one another as competition. If you love your body, you should want your own personal best for it. You should want to be the size that makes you feel sexy; you should want to wear clothes that express who you are and not what you're expected to be; you should want to be strong so that you can experience all that life has to offer.
No one is allowed to control how you feel about yourself but you. Stop wishing that you had Angelina Jolie's lips and realise that your partner loves kissing the ones that you have. Stop starving yourself and give your bum a good squeeze for getting into that pair of jeans without the aid of cooking oil. Don't envy that long-legged girl when you can take a 20km hike with your stumps.
This has nothing to with any sort of feminist bullshit, I just refuse to let anyone tell me that I'm inferior in any way. I'm a Self-ist. I'll change my body if and when I see fit. Yeah, sometimes I look like an idiot, but then I don't mind getting dirty on those days. I lose weight this month and gain it back the next, I'm healthy and I enjoy food. At the end of the day, I've made myself climax more than any one person has to date so it makes no sense to hold someone in higher regard than I do myself. What have you done for me that I should want to be you? Beat my record and we can negotiate something.
About this Mambagirl
I could talk about myself all day, but I won't. I love animals I abhor meat-eaters I like to lick a little bit 'o labia - courtesy of Lizzy the lezzy. You read more from Zi Minx on her blog: therug.webgarden.com
Comments
Sweet Rose' 6/22/2012 11:37:19 AM
Awesome. wow wow wow! excellent... love your mindset..
Wolfieagle 6/18/2012 3:38:49 PM
body beautiful. Wow, thanks for your insight and honesty on all the above mentioned, i would say you took the words right out of my mouth but then i would be fibbing, you actually took the words out of my thoughts :) Thanks for being our reaoning and truth to what most of us want to but fear to tread upon. Personally, i think the day the the model "Twiggy" walked onto the scene, all the beauty went "pear" shaped (no pun intended). I have loved every kind and size woman in the world, it was how they loved themselves that made me love them more. Awesome :)