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As a rule, I don’t blog twice a day. I’m impressed anybody cares what I have to say once a day, so I don’t bother posting twice.
However, something HOT has come up.
Oh boy. Here she goes …
Nobody has the right to judge anybody else’s body, and, especially, nobody has the right to publicly ridicule anybody for their appearance.
It happens every day. And worse? People who are
large and out of shape/ too thin/e xtremely tall with large feet/ super short and stubby unhappy with themselves think they have a RIGHT to ridicule the looks of fit and pretty people who have body confidence.
Women are the biggest culprits. I do it. You do it. We see an extremely overweight person wearing Nike gear and giggle. We see a woman with a large chest and comment on how slutty she is.
This is top of mind tonight because I’ve noticed that since my sister has joined Instagram that at least once a day I have a derogatory comment relating to my looks.
The best part? She will say it to my face and not behind my back. I guess at least she’s up front, or something.
And the worst part? I gave in and did it right back to her. I knew she wanted me to. And I did it. I commented on her weight. And I feel like an ass. I probably look like one too.
This was what pushed me over the edge:
I posted a photo of myself holding my beer can in my bikini top. I’m kind of proud of my ingenuity, actually, considering how drunk I was on this trip.
And this is what I got in return:
Seriously? That is probably the 10th comment like that this week that I’ve had. I don’t care who you are and how well you know somebody — you don’t make comments like this — even in jest, because it leads to body image issues, and you never know what somebody is already struggling against.
I’m embarrassed that this was my response, though I did point out that it was petty:
I didn’t have time to make a fancy graphic or anything, but I wanted to get this out and into the big bad world. People: Stop being mean to each other. It doesn’t get you anywhere. In fact, this negative outlook makes everything continue to get more negative.
And all this negative talk leads to thinking poorly about ourselves. All of a sudden you look in the mirror and all you see are stretch marks, crows feet, cellulite, and a flat chest. Why? Because your mind is in a negative place.
I feel a little better after writing this out, but I still feel like crap for giving in and making fun of my own sister’s appearance. I would never say something like that to a complete stranger, so why the hell would I say it to my own sister?
Food for thought. Be nice.
Have you overheard or seen any mean judgemental comments about somebody lately? Or have YOU yourself been the culprit?
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Hi there. I'm Calee (pronounced CAL-e). If that's too hard, just call me Cal. Also known as chimes or the chimes. I'm 28ish, a designer, a runner, a self-proclaimed fitness queen, a craftster, a foodie, a music snob — some might call me a hipster. Here's the unabridged version.
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