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Okay, so I wrote the article that I talked about in this post. It's obviously about female attitude. It's cut because it's about 1,300 words long. I'd appreciate any feedback.
( Alligator Stew for a T-Vixen's Soul )
( Alligator Stew for a T-Vixen's Soul )
But "be stick thin and be beautiful" and "be cut and muscular and be beautiful" just don't read all that different to me. It's all "be something else" or you're lazy, ugly, and worthless. Fuck that.
I don't have anything I need to prove to anyone. If people look at me and think that my body is only going to be disappointing in bed? They get a free pass not to fuck me. I defy anyone to define me solely by the way my body looks, good or bad. And I think you don't escape doing that here. I just think you do it in a different way. It comes across to me as just as judgmental and as much of the "measure up to someone else's standard of beauty or be worthless" camp as the stick thin waif cult.
I say again, this is probably my baggage. But the assumption that pisses *me* off? That I should give a shit what other people think in the first place. I don't work out to be beautiful (by any definition of beautiful.) I don't do it to prop up my self esteem. I work out to be healthier than I am if I don't. I work out to reduce stress. I work out so that I won't be insulin dependent. I do it because it's something that takes care of me, and I'm worth the time effort and attention. I don't do it to fulfill anyone but myself. Certainly not to meet up to some standard of "bad ass." I'm already a bad ass. Excess skin, cellulite and all.
I'm a whole hell of a lot more than just a body. And other people's opinions of it do not wield the power to make me angry because of their asinine assumptions and judgments. Only when they think they have the right for whatever reason to express that judgment do I give a crap.
So no. Safe to say this doesn't work for me.
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*grins* It's probably in the title:
Aligator Stew For The T-Vixen's Soul.
Not being a T-Vixen either, it doesn't work for me too... But it makes sense that, for someone with that kind of a soul, it would do.
Yay for diversity, it keeps life interesting. :)
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