I’m about to go on a long, long, long tangent. That’s a warning…
Ok. So I have this person on my newsfeed that I don’t delete for one reason or another. But she posted a status (and I have yet to rectify her friend status on my shit yet, which is why she’s still popping up).
But I know this broad… And she’s got severe fat chick mentality. What I mean by that is simply this: You know those big girls who, regardless of their size, KNOW they’re beautiful? Do you know those big girls who try and walk with THAT big girl swagger but fail miserably because they don’t believe what they tell themselves deep down? She’s the latter of the two. She’ll be quick to say “I know I’m sexy”, but she doesn’t believe it at all.
You can tell in the way that she carries herself, in the way that she communicates with new people and everything else about her. She cares A LOT about her weight. She just… Don’t love herself. Depressing though that may sound.
And HOW do I know this? From THIS (and other status’) she’s posted lately:
“If I don’t like the shit around me, I’m just going to change the shit i’m around. What’s the point of complaining? Just do something about it…:)!”
Now HERE’S where I’m skeptical of ALL of that: That statement in and of itself is wise. But the woman who is applying it is not. She was with a Somalian cat for however long. He’d hit her, talked down to her, used and abused her. Just straight played her for all she had. She compromised friendships and family relationships for this faggot. And WHYYY?!?! Because she said “She loved him”. She did not. She just didn’t wanna be alone.
Because, now she’s alone. And NOOOOW “if she don’t like the shit around her, she’ll just change the shit she’s around”, when EVERYTIME anyone asked her about her man, she said “Well, I don’t like it, but what can I do?”
Now, MAYBE she’s changed. MAYBE she grew some fuckin backbone and won’t let niggas shit on her no more. But I doubt it. The next nigga dat sweet talks her will be in. And the next.
I wrote all this because it reaffirms in MY mind the philosophy my cousin has always told me: “How can you expect any to honestly love you for who you are if YOU don’t love you for who you are?”
Valid shit. And, whilst there ARE certain areas I’d like to improve (my beer gut, my double chins), those are all physical aspects. Otherwise I’m good. Myself is awesome. lol.
I just wish everyone had that perspective because then, in my eyes, a lot bad shit could be prevented. If only we all loved ourselves like we loved our vices.
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