While out on my run this morning, I kept pondering what next to share, when I realized that I couldn’t stop thinking about the most recent “body shaming” incident targeting the singer, P!nk. It really breaks my heart to see what people are willing to say others, especially in such a public manner, when they shouldn’t be saying it at all.
If you are unaware of the incident, here’s a quick re-cap. The singer looked stunning in a low cut black dress while attending the John Wayne 30th Annual Odyssey Ball in Los Angeles. She was attending the event to support her friend, who was receiving an award. Unfortunately people took to Twitter and “body-shamed” her instead of focusing on the reason she was attending in the first place.
The singer, in a beautifully amazing way, retorted back by tweeting the following:
(Follow P!nk here to see more of her amazing tweets: https://twitter.com/Pink)
She isn’t the only celebrity that has been put under the “body shaming” spotlight, but I won’t sit here and go through every account of whom it happened to and why.
It simply needs to stop.
There is NO perfect body, and we need to stop comparing others to false pictures that have been photoshopped, or some fake view of the world that is someone else’s brain. It saddens me to see what a cruel place the internet can be. People sitting behind their computers thinking they can verbally attack people and bring them down, it really makes the world ugly.
I agree with Al Roker, it is time to shame the shamers.
Not everyone has “6-pack abs” and we aren’t going to! That doesn’t mean that person isn’t worthy of respect and kindness, only THEY have a say in what their body looks like, and what size it is.
Yes I agree that this goes both ways, stop “fat-shaming”, “skinny-shaming”, but I I also don’t personally condone a really unhealthy lifestyle. I believe that women, and men, come in all shapes and sizes and if they are happy with the way that they look, that is all that matters.
I have struggled with my own weight, allowing the thoughts of society to seep into my brain telling me that I don’t look good enough, or that I can’t wear certain things. I finally got fed up with thinking I wasn’t good enough, and worked on changing my thoughts. I bought myself a bikini last year, and you know what? I ROCKED it. I still do, “mommy-pooch”, stretch marks and all.
If you want to try to “body shame” me, first of all, shame on you, but know that body has grown, carried, and birthed a human, has been thinner, and plumper, has seen bruises, scrapes, and has scars, but it is MY body. I run, I strength train, I eat healthy, and you know what? I also eat CAKE! Because, dammit, it tastes good!