To the idiot who keeps telling me about how he thinks women are supposed to look, behave or think allow me to make something overwhelmingly clear: I never asked you to define me. Quite frankly I already have a man but based on how loosely you seem to think my self esteem is tied up with what I look like allow me to tell you the following: I knew what Body shaming felt like even before the phrase was coined. In case you forgot I was born missing a limb. This may come as a huge shock to you but I don’t find you attractive either and if I ever had it would have ended the moment you opened your mouth and launched into a tirade shaming me for not living up to your beauty standards.
No doubt if I told you what my definition of a ” real man” was you would accuse me of ” sexism”. Yet sexism isn’t about proclaiming that a grown man should have enough common sense to realize that women are people.
As people we are not defined by our weight height or bust size. If I told you that you looked like a deranged madman who might at any moment decide to chop me up into little bits and then feed me to your dogs every time I encountered the discomfort of being in your presence you would no doubt think that I was insane.
In any case that is precisely how you sound to me when you ” critique” my femininity or lack of same. To quote Travis Tritt ” Here’s a quarter call someone who cares”.