Earlier this week, a friend of mine posted an article on Facebook by another curvy blogger, The Militant Baker (my soul sista) about an experience she had while out on a date.
I read it, and had that awful sinking feeling in the pitt of my stomach.
Her date, was was yelled abuse about being with a bigger woman. This has never happened to me, but it is something I think about and dread the possibilities. I admitted to a friend of mine while on our Saturday morning walks only a few weeks ago, that I even have that thought with friends. Not because I am ashamed of who I am, quite the contrary. I have taught myself to be strong, and have self belief and self respect. I know I can look after myself. But, I cannot protect the feelings of those I love if this were to happen. And for me, that is terrifying.
I really thought about whether I deliver this post, but felt they were words that needed to be said, and shared.
I encourage you to read her story. Maybe you will see the humanity behind our exteriors. People are incredibly judgemental, but rest assured that no matter how perfect, or imperfect, you think you are, there is always someone who will criticise you. So you may as well accept yourself and live your best life – for you. The rest will be water off a ducks back.