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Spring 2003, Volume 4, Number 1
 
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True to My Body

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

True To My Body

Kati Morris

Counting--Janice YudellI love my body. I am a big woman in a sea of women who starve themselves to the point of death. Yet I am comfortable in my own skin. I love that I do not fit stereotypes of beauty, and that I can be proud of this. I love that I can challenge the definition of beauty and know that I am powerful. I feel the inner-energy of my very life force giving me strength.

I am beauty. So why am I so conscious of what I eat? Why do I shop for clothes that have a “slimming” appearance? Why do I get angry with myself when I think that I have not exercised enough? Why is the blame always on me?

Am I not worth society’s second glance if I can’t put in enough effort to primp and prime myself into a cookie cut, Barbie doll pinup? Can I not be loved by both men and women without there being a question of why someone would find me sexy?

Do we trap only women and girls with these stereotypes? Are men and boys not limited too? What happens to one who dares to challenge these assumptions of beauty? Do they fall isolated, like a social pariah? I know that I have. Even in my strongest hours, I have felt alone in my struggle to attain “beauty” and acceptance.

The hardest, most difficult moments come when the words of disdain are from the ones closest to us. When my mother called me fat at age 5, I began panicking. When my dad tells me that I should lose weight at age 23, I feel betrayed. Yet somehow I expected it. I never thought that I would hear the words out loud; but silently, they were always there. In every look, gesture and thought, I knew that I was not good enough, even for my own family. To learn this can be devastating to someone who is trying to accept herself.

So how do we begin to change the tide before it drowns us? How do we teach children to love themselves? How do we teach adults to respect one another? I don’t have the answers to these questions, but what I do know is that we have to do it together. We cannot wait for one person to solve all of our problems. This is not a mathematical equation – this is reality. The reality, that in every day life so many people remain hidden and silent behind their make-up or shame.


Kati Morris is a former student of Santa Monica College, and currently a student at University of California's Riverside campus.

 

 

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