• Pretty

    by  • August 24, 2010 • Acceptance, Frustration, Self-Esteem • 3 Comments

    I will never be pretty. Never. Only thin girls are pretty. Only the ones with flat stomachs.

    I don’t know how you think I’m beautiful. I don’t know how you can look at me and love me. Size 8 is too big, too big, too big. I need to be pretty. You don’t think all of me is beautiful. You can’t. My stomach is not beautiful.

    I can’t be happy without being pretty.

    You say that you don’t like skinny girls. I can’t understand that. I’m straight, but even I’m more physically attracted to those thin, beautiful girls than I will be to any man or other type of woman.

    I’m not a hypocrite. I don’t think “only I’m fat”, or “everyone else just carries it better.” I hate my body. It’s ugly. It’d be ugly on anyone.

    Tell me I’m ugly. If you hate me, it’ll make it easier for me to starve myself. It’ll be easier to punish myself. If you hate me, I can be punished. If you think I’m repulsive, I can starve. Tell me you hate me.

    3 Responses to Pretty

    1. CelestialCelia
      August 24, 2010 at 4:02 am

      I’m beautiful. My belly is soft and round, mushy and dimpled. My breast are big and floppy. My thighs are soft and lumpy and they fill out a skirt and my butt is worshiped. When I hold you, you know you are loved. I am real. I am touched and loved and squeezed and hugged and patted and rubbed against. I am BEAUIFUL. I am real. I am truth. I am Life.

    2. Kat
      August 24, 2010 at 11:35 am

      Men don’t care about our tummys as much as we do. While we are worrying about it, trying to suck in or be in certain positions so they don’t see, they just want to love on us.

    3. Crystal
      August 24, 2010 at 2:33 pm

      I’m willing to bet that you’re gorgeous, inside and out, and trust me, someone out there really and truly loves you, just as you are.

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