I think I'll actually take the time to write a well written response to this since it applies not only to women, but to men as well.
Society has always had a certain look or notion that is portrayed as superior. It's just how it's always been. Whatever is portrayed as beautiful, is what people crave. People want to be seen as beautiful. They want to be seen as pretty. And society tells them what makes them pretty. This part of society is also the part that tells you everyone is beautiful on the inside, yet has the model on every single beauty product half photoshopped, and covered in heavy make up. That tells you you aren't good enough as a person. That tells you how to think, how to feel, how to live, how to act, how to be. All these things are what we've come to think in our mind as what makes us accepted to others. That we need to look the best or have tons of money and fame to be well liked and admired. But that's simply not true. No amount of breast size, no amount of dick size, no amount of make up, no amount of any of these superficial things makes up who we really are. Yes, we humans care much about looks, and we aspire to it it, but there comes a point where you stop caring about how you look, and you start comparing yourself to the way people want you to look. And that's wrong. You should always try to make yourself look presentable and pretty in your own eyes, but when you worry about the eyes of others more then your own, it becomes a hallow desire completely formed by the judging eyes of people you don't know. You try and get plastic surgery just to match that figure. And realistically, some obtain that figure. But are they truly happy with it? That's not how you should spend your life. Not how you should spend your time worrying about what others think of you. Worrying about not having a big enough penis, or big enough breasts. Or maybe you worry that your don't look pretty enough, and no one will ever love you. I can't stress this enough, that the more time you spend worrying and faking yourself, the more the true you will be buried. And when the day comes when you look behind the piles of masks you have glued over you, and you look at your true self, you won't recognize it. You just won't. You lost what it meant to be an individual. To be you. And now you lose yourself in the societal norm sea of despair. Wake up. Take a step outside and realize, yes we as humans are assholes. We judge and we criticize and we're mean. But none of that matters. One day someone, somewhere will smile because of you. Maybe not today, or tomorrow, but eventually. That smile won't be because you have what society tells you you should have, no. That smile will happen because you made them smile by being you. And the more you make that your goal, to make someone smile for simply being you, the happier and less worrisome you'll be.
Okay there.
My fingers hurt now.
Please send help. |