Today I got my dress for my mom’s wedding. I’m a little scared. I am 5’3″ and 190 lbs. Just from that, I’m sure you can tell that being a teenage girl in this age of media doesn’t help my body image or my self esteem. I knew that when I got the dress, it probably wasn’t going to fit properly. I thought that it would be hard to breathe but I would still look really pretty in it.
As I was shimmying into the dress, my heart began to beat faster and faster with the suspense of seeing myself in the dress. I got the straps over my shoulders and reached around to zip it up. It wouldn’t zip. Like at all.
So naturally, I started crying on the floor in my room because I fell into hysterics about how I could never fit into the dress and I couldn’t be in my mom’s wedding anymore.
This is the problem with people today. We are all so insecure about ourselves and so criticizing of others. It needs to stop. I know that I personally would benefit from the media not pushing the fact that in order to be average in this world, you have to be skinny. In reality, a lot of people are overweight. It makes us feel inadequate, but we also judge other people so they feel it to. As the saying goes, misery loves company. We all bring each other down until everyone is at a place where they feel alone and unloved. This is not true. And if you think or know you are, you aren’t alone. Ever. There are plenty of people around the world who are feeling just as alone as you are. Try to remember that when you get down. There are 7.6 BILLION people in the world, one of them is bound to feel like you.
That is at least what I try to remember whenever I feel unwanted or fat. So I’ve made a promise to myself to fit in this damn dress. I got two months, I think I can do it. And that is all I need.