Saturday, December 29, 2012

I am happy with my body, are you happy with yours?





Since the start of the new college year I have noticed a subtle change in the way in which I see the world. 


I have dreads, tattoos, I have gone vegan. I am adopting different values and morals, I am actually trying when it comes to essay writing and college in general. I would like to obtain good grades and move on with my life, before I couldn't careless.


The issue I am having at the moment is one that deals with the conventions of women, the social conventions of women that have been created by men, for men. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a man hating, angry, person who would like to see the end of the male species, I might not like them very much but I won’t go that far. :) The issue I have is the fact that they have made these things that trap women in a prison of fear and frustration. Women mutilate them selves for the likes of men, not for the fact that it is hygienic to do so, but because MEN say it is attractive which then puts forth the notion that other women also find it attractive. 


Now this mutilation comes in MANY forms. A few of which are: Hair removal, make-up,  high heels, uncomfortable underwear, uncomfortable clothing, etc. 


Hair removal is one of the most frustrating things to me. Women are expected to shave off any and every hair that is on their bodies, apart from eyebrows, lashes and the hair on their heads. Now I can understand the armpits and such for hygiene reasons but the rest of it? NO! 


I have been growing my leg hair out since the middle of November, I only just shaved it off, and I can tell you now, I WANT IT ALL BACK . 


My legs feel  bald and uncomfortable. 


I used to shave my legs religiously every single day for years now, until one day I just thought bugger this, I am not putting myself through this torture any more: Cuts, bumps, ingrown hairs, sensitive skin, flaking skin, burning, stubble. BUGGER THAT, I am not going through that anymore. 


I shave my armpits when ever I feel like it, like when I wear tank tops, but that is it really. I don’t give a flying  daisy who sees my ‘FUR’ if you want to call it that. I would rather be furry and comfortable than bald and itchy and  irritated. 


I have honestly got a problem with the fact that the world expects women to go through such utter agony and frustration in order to ‘LOOK SEXY’ Sorry but I find a woman that is comfortable with the way she looks and feels in her own skin more attractive than a woman who has to rip hair out and stick uncomfortable clothing on and hurt her body in order to look sexy. 


Call me a bra burning, hate spreading, man hating hippie, call me what ever the heck you want, I will not compromise my body in order to look sexy to you, I will not compromise the way my skin feels and is in order to make an impression in a guys mind, or even another woman's mind, I was happy with hairy legs, I don’t need another person in my life as a my other half that has issues with my body and the way it looks. Ultimately it is my  body, I does not have to match up to your standards, It has to match up to mine, I have to live with it, not YOU. 


Any person that has to change the way they look and feel uncomfortable in their own skin, just to please someone else needs to move away from that person and take a step back and look at the reasons why they are doing it. Other people do not matter, if you feel comfortable with a pot belly and flabby arms then GOOD FOR YOU. DON’T LET ANY ONE CHANGE YOU. It is your choice, you can be whoever the hell you want to be, if you don’t like the image you present the world then ONLY YOU can change it. 

If you like shaving and doing such things to your body then good for you, I am happy for you, but I won't subject myself to it., it is just one of those things. 

so Shut up if you are complaining about how horrible it is to shave or wear heels, but you HAVE TO DO IT. NO you don’t, you have a choice, and you are making it. if you don’t like doing it, then don’t  do it. 

Shut up and be happy with your body,

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