You know what, while I’m already on the road of reflection and honesty I have a few more points.
1. This was yesterday. I felt amazing. Comfortable. Beautiful. In my skin. Yesterday was a no shirt day. A maxi skirt and turban day and the sun was just right.
2. It’s funny the effects Tumblr can cause. I have absorbed so many positive vibes and so much love from the people on this site. Self- love, fat-shaming, body acceptance, rape culture, white privilege but most of all the love for black women that I already had must have been magnified x100. In loving black women, I not only have increased my self love but feel like it’s all or nothing. We’re all in this and it’s a beautiful thing to see each other uplifting one another.
3. The love I see tonight and also an anonymous ask I saw foxxxynegrodamus answer on the ideal black woman body led me to my next point. How curvy is only curvy if you’re the “right kind” of thick. D breasts, small waist with a fat ass and nice legs. I don’t think I’ve ever talked about my body other than weight lost and weight gain and with that only pertaining to my tummy usually buuuut why not. I’ve always been that “make jokes about myself and learn to laugh at myself bc it takes the power away” kind of person. I always joke about my lack of a behind. But foxxxynegrodamus said it: “ So love yourself first girl.”
I may be on the road to a healthier me and possibly a thinner me but one thing about working out is my perspective changed even when my body hasn’t. Some morning I wake up and I look at the same exact body and I think “well, hello beautiful. You look healthy” and I think I’m falling for this booty of mine. Ain’t much but I shall call it squishy and it shall be mine.
Anywho, thank you Tumblr and black women of Tumblr. You’re beauty and love has not only turned me from a black woman lover to a black woman stan but has made me fall for myself. Tonight has been amazing. <3
This is an everyday battle.
Not every morning feels like “good morning beautiful.”
But while my self-perspective may waiver on some days my love and respect is burned too deep within me.