Does that skinsuit upset you?

Do you ever stop to think, when you’re reacting in a negative way to someone’s body, whether it be because they’re fat as fuck and you don’t like that…or you don’t think they’re wearing the right amount of clothing to cover it…

Or if they’re “ugly” in some way that your personal taste deems them so. We all have what we find aesthetically pleasing or not, that’s part of being a sentient human being with varying tastes.

But when you’re talking about how gross it is to see someone’s belly flab…or cleavage…or whatever. And you actually think/say, “GOD, THAT’S GROSS…why don’t they cover up?” “HOW can they go out of the house like THAT?”

Do you ever stop to wonder why you feel like this? And take a minute or two to think, “Wow…what a weird, petty way to react to someone’s body. What weird hang-up of mine am I projecting onto another human being just trying to make their way down the street?”

I have been “checking myself”, probably as a direct result of terminating or “re-categorizing” relationships that I realized were fully toxic over the last 5 or 6 years. Evolution is cool. I have a long way to go, I know this.

I have been as guilty as many at being a horrible fucking person which was a direct manifestation of being maybe not the happiest or at least a result of not taking the time to actually think about a knee-jerk shitty reaction to something.

I’ve said and done things that, if I was in direct earshot of someone saying them now, I’d have no problem asking, “Why are you actually saying that…you realize that there’s absolutely nothing about what they’re doing that affects your life in any way….right?”

Don’t get me wrong, I’m an asshole. Make no mistake. And I have a very low tolerance for willful ignorance and other such fuckery and am quite loud about it.

I’m just wondering why so many of us are obsessed with projecting our ideas of what’s aesthetically acceptable onto people who can’t help the way they look and/or don’t even remotely NEED to worry about your personal hang-ups. What I find attractive or “classy” or “tasteful” is my problem. What you find attractive or “classy” or “tasteful” is totally yours.

Seriously…do what you want. I’m not suggesting you become a different human being.

But maybe consider, if you can’t go out of the house without being upset by people’s skinsuits and worrying about the level of clothing you find acceptable or not — maybe don’t leave the house at all. Or turn on the TV. Or sexualize bodies that aren’t in a sexual situation with you…or in a sexual situation at all. Or tell someone they should eat a cheeseburger or put that motherfuckin cheeseburger down.

Maybe just sew your eyes or mouth shut. I don’t know. Whatever makes existing on this planet with other people more comfortable for you.

I don’t know…that’s just a thought.