I thought I would start a little “Storytime” series where I’ll be tell you guys… a story. Sometimes I have a really good story to tell and I want to be able to share it with you. I had this brilliant idea of naming this “Storytime Saturday” but nah, I don’t want to be limited to only one day a week, because I’ve got lots of stories to tell. Ha!
I posted this on Instagram a few months ago and I wanted to share it here, because, well, I really like that message it sends. And I think it’s pretty important.
So this quick, easy outfit is what I wore today.
I had today off of work and I had errands to run. Today was a decently hot, Michigan, July day. It was probably high 80s. And I wore long pants. Because I didn’t feel like wearing shorts.Because I didn’t have time to shave my legs. Because I didn’t want to.
I was at my last stop, loading grocery bags into my car when a group of young girls came rolling up with their windows down, music loud, having a great time. I’m minding my own business, putting my groceries into my car and they got out of their car and as they are walking past me one says, “Wow, I am so hot. Its, like, 100 degrees outside”. The other says, “Well, at least we can wear crop tops and shorts, because look at that girl” .
Mind you, I know they are talking about me. I am the only one around.. and they are right next to me, looking at me. And the one responds “Well, bigger girls shouldn’t wear crop tops and shorts to begin with” and the other says “Yeah. She probably gets chub rub when she wears shorts” and they laugh and continue walking, so I was unable to hear what else they had to say about me.
You know. I’ve had my fair share of ups and downs the last few years and my weight has done the same. But one thing is for sure, my mindset has completely changed. I feel more confident, more comfortable, and I feel good in my own skin. Sure, there are a million and a half things I don’t like about myself, but I am happy with who I am. And I know my mindset has done a 180, because my first thought when I heard those girls, was that I felt sorry for them.
I’m sorry that in order to make them feel good about themselves, they have to bring others down. I feel sorry that they like to make fun of others in their spare time. I feel sorry that they think it’s funny and cute to fat shame other women. I feel sorry they have to grow up in a generation that a person’s worth is based upon their pants size and weight.
A year ago those comments would have probably sent me home crying, eating an entire pint of Ben and Jerry’s to ease my broken heart. But, today I feel sorry for those girls and sorry for any other girl or women who feels less than based on what the number on the scale says. You are more than that and you deserve to be more than a number. You are a beautiful, wonderful person just as you are. And a quick, screw you, to the girl who says I can’t wear shorts. I can wear shorts. I do wear shorts.
And I look damn good in them, thank you very much.
Lots of Love.