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To all my sisters:
I am nearly 50, and I see you. The battle to achieve & maintain a good relationship with our bodies is a battle we've been fighting at least since Twiggy (OG "heroin chic"). As a GenXer, I spent all of my teen years & most of my 20s ferociously dieting, convinced that I was fat.
Here's the good news about age tho: in your 40s, the field in which you sow your fucks lies ever more barren. I am happy to report that I am completely over allowing old rich men to decide...
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...what I wear and whether or not my body is acceptable to exist outside my front door.
RESIST, Y'ALL.
WEAR THE THINGS THAT MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD.
***BE IN THIS WORLD*** IN ALL YOUR PERFECTLY IMPERFECT HUMANITY.
You don't owe anybody a made-up face, a skinny body, the immaculate coif, or the "right" clothes.
YOU HAVE ALWAYS OWNED THE FUCKING RIGHT TO LOOK LIKE A HUMAN.
Do not let them strip you of your rights. RESIST with all the flair you want.
https://youtube.com/watch?v=o2qlxK6mz7w&si=jAv4N3_vu9eihZXQ
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