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Every life is a piece of music. Like music we are finite events, unique arrangements. Sometimes harmonious. Sometimes dissonant. Sometimes not worth hearing again.
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“We live in a culture that fosters bodily dissatisfaction in women and encourages them to hate their bodies. Body hatred functions as a common thread that ties women together and rather than using this as a means to attack each other, we should use the shared experiences against the common enemy and focus on dismantling the social and cultural constructs that engender bodily hatred in the first place.
We shouldn’t need to seek reassurance that we aren’t fat. Rather, we should work towards creating a culture that reassures us that our body does not reflect on who we are as people.”
Follow the link to the full article- as a commenter notes,
” We shouldn’t need to qualify treating people respectfully.”
I’m in a strange emotional place. I overthink things and then I try to THINK of ways not to think this way. It’s a mindfuck. Meditation in need right now. And a giant dose of high desert, mountains, rivers…maybe that’s what will put my mind at ease. As much as I love the city, sometimes the buzz keeps me from clearing my thoughts as I once was so easily able to do when I was home. x.em
We all need some time out to recover our strengths. Eventually we’ll come up with something interesting afterwards.
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