I need to stop being so stunned by people who utterly refuse to accept others are happy with their bodies, because they themselves fundamentally are not and may have never ever experienced that feeling.
It can be a stunning sound of hurt and confusion, that I myself am thrown off and second guess my ‘comfort level’. I think some of us (TeamTumblrBabeForce) have made that fundamental decision to turn our backs on that quiet violence of ‘hating’ our bodies, for a view of accepting that we wont feel ‘Beyonce’ everyday, but will sit back and know it alone in peace.
(I’m trying to clarify what I was posting about last night, but I’m not sure if I succeed in being anymore clear)
Here’s the thing.
I’m not against personal responsibility. We should hold ourselves accountable when we can. We are all products of the society we live in and society is made up of us.
But here’s the other thing.
Some people have more power in society than others.
To tell me to love my body all the time no matter what is an unrealistic expectation.
Look at the word I live in. How could I not suffer from internalized racism? And do keep in mind, I am a light skinned poc and I benefit from a lot of privilege in that area and I have still spent most of my life feeling like my skin is too dark. I am surrounded by whiteness. Whiteness is the ideal and I have known that since before I could construct sentences.
And I know that the ideal is some white supremacy bullshit. I know that on a logical level. But its still beaten into my head everyday. I still see that ideal everywhere I look. Its pretty much impossible not to internalize it so some degree.
I know I’m beautiful. I know my hair is beautiful. But when I have my bad moments, or days, that is the first thing I forget.
So for people, and I mean white people, to say love your body no matter is not really helpful. And white people acting like the have the monopoly on how body positivity is not helpful.