boop boop~

One of my highschool flings messaged me the other day telling me that he was in love with me … not cool lol.
Anyways after telling me he was in love with me he tells me that he’s sorry for being a jerk all this time. So i asked him why? He said “you’re a bigger girl and while i think you’re beautiful I️ didn’t know what my friends would say”
And you guys i cried so hard. Not Just for me but for all of the other beautiful amazing women who are done the same way because of how someone else’s opinion matters.
It began to become very clear to me. It does not matter how nice and kind and how damn good of a woman i am. Someone will always dislike me or judge me.
It hurts, of course. We strive for perfection as women and humans. Something so subjective and unattainable.
I’ve come to realize that i can be a big girl and kind and smart and whatever else I want and that’s all i can be. No one can take that away from me.
So I’m proud of all my curves, long legs, and big shoulders and arms. My long legs and strong arms take care of people and that’s what matters.
Do what matters.