“Don’t say that, you’ll make people feel uncomfortable!” “You shouldn’t speak that way, what are people going to think?” “Be quiet, we’re talking right now.” “You know, you talk a lot.””Why are you so bothered by it, it’s not that serious, it was just a joke. Can’t you take a joke?” “That’s not ______, I’m just giving an opinion!”
I know exactly what you’re doing.
(tw: media portrayal and sexualization of young girls)
The summer before I started college, I vowed to myself that I would become a new me. A better me. That I’d go through the transformation that they’d show on TV, and suddenly my life would be better. I was sick and tired of feeling worthless, of the popular white girls bullying me because I didn’t match the beauty standards set in place. I wanted to be pretty.
So this is what I did: I became a ‘new’ me.
Unruly Bodies 