“It saddens me to see girls proudly declaring they’re not like other girls – especially when it’s 41,000 girls saying it in a chorus, never recognizing the contradiction. It’s taking a form of contempt for women – even a hatred for women – and internalizing it by saying, Yes, those girls are awful, but I’m special, I’m not like that, instead of stepping back and saying, This is a lie.
The real meaning of “I’m not like the other girls” is, I think, “I’m not the media’s image of what girls should be.” Well, very, very few of us are. Pop culture wants to tell us that we’re all shallow, backstabbing, appearance-obsessed shopaholics without a thought in our heads beyond cute boys and cuter handbags. It’s a lie – a flat-out lie – and we need to recognize it and say so instead of accepting that judgment as true for other girls, but not for you.”—
Well I haven’t felt hungry all day, and I had a bit to drink after my classes were over but it didn’t affect me at all.
It freaks me out really badly because I don’t want to re-enter the eating disorder road, but at the same time I think my body understands that there will be excess for the next few days and is…preparing? Making room? IDK
And in my psych of gender class today we talked about eating disorders and I could feel my teacher looking at me, the one person who didn’t want to share anything about those bad moments from almost a year ago. I felt so uncomfortable.
But as long as I understand its a disease that needs to be fought, I’ll be ok, right?