On manifestos & relative values. (less evasively: body image.)

[pookizegreat]

So, amor_remanet made this great post on body image, mostly tied in to her own struggles but with a cameo from a manifesto I posted on Tumblr a while ago in response to a Twitter conversation... the background can be read there. And at the time of the first conversation (Twitter, manifesto, rebuttal & all), she, luthienofold and I had some conversation via e-mail about

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[lobsterbelle]

Thank you for saying this! I can come up with so many comments, but the most important thing is this: everyone needs to speak up. I think you're doing the right thing by fighting for the worth of your friends and for women as a whole.

[pookizegreat]

I'm very glad you liked the post! ♥

[riddled]

I'll try to come back to this later when I'm not on my way to bed, but in the meantime----

[pookizegreat]

♥

[pookizegreat]

I love you, too. Stop being sorry. There is nothing in me that wants insulation from this.

[suitably]

I really don't know what to say other than yes, yes, yes, I love this, but at the same time I'm guilty of self-loathing and horrible body image. I, like many women, I imagine, once felt that if I could just lose ten pounds my life would be perfect. Well, I've lost 17 since July due to (unrelated to body image) insane amounts of stress and emotional distress and it is fucking miserable.

The worst part? When people tell me "how amazing" I look. Well, guess what? I feel like fucking shit and smaller thighs don't make me a single bit happier. I wish I had realized sooner that weight loss wouldn't equal happiness for me, because I would have saved myself a lot of self-hatred. Also, why in the fuck did I ever feel like, at a size 8, that I was a fat, gross, and worthless loser? Jesus Christ.

Now I'm crying again, shit. :(

[pookizegreat]

Sweetheart. I love you. And I hope you manage to calm your stress & distress down. You have always been motherfucking adorable. Let me punch yr woes.