its kinda upsetting that whatever i take an interest in, art, art history, psychology, philosophy, and decide to read and look into it, every pioneer and important person in that disciple is almost always male. This is what’s recorded into history and textbooks, all the words and ideas only from males. Imagine how much we’ve missed out on because women were barely allowed to participate in anything through history. imagine how many thoughts and ideas of women we never got to hear because they were left behind, trapped in time, in their minds, and not out into the world because the world wouldn’t listen.
Not to be dramatic or anything but I can literally watch Louis talk about literally anything for any amount of time, honestly he could talk about the science behind dust for like 8 hours and I would hang onto every fucking word
i still catch myself having those thoughts every time i see a stereotypically attractive thin person
i still catch the pit in my stomach and the lump in my throat and the tears behind my eyes forming
i STILL catch my inner voice saying “i wish i was that attractive. i wish i looked like that. i wish i was thin. i wish i could have that style and actually look like that…”
and i still stop myself every time and refocus
i still repeat this to myself as i interrupt that rabbit hole of self hatred
their beauty does not equal the absence of your own