On Being Pretty… “If Only.”
A Medium Writer Weighs In
Fellow Medium peep Ellie Heskett penned a swift piece this morning taking on the folks, including her immediate tribe, who tell her that “if she would lose weight she’d be pretty.”
WTF, man.
As I read her piece, I fumed.
Fumed with all the righteous anger that someone who was told the same damned thing by the same damned people (who say they’re only trying to help, but we love you).
Fumed with all the white-hot heat of someone who has beaten the shit out of my body to try to earn the carrot-on-a-stick approval of people whose self-hate drove the comments in the first place. And, if you do lose the weight, they now hate you even more for showing them you could.
As if.
As if… losing the weight and “becoming more pretty” were the whole point of life.
As if…being thinner, which causes jealousy and bitterness, would make life all better.
As if…being lighter made all things better.
If you’re a shit while fat, chances are you’re going to be a shit while skinny.
Because if you and I buy the lie that our weight determines our value in life, if we embrace…
