The girl wrote this on Facebook: ”I went to the beach the other day, for the first time since I was a child, I didn’t wear shorts or anything to cover up, this is a massive deal for me, I hate my body even without the scars, I believe I am fat and disgusting but, I pushed through the major anxiety, shaking and almost crying and made it to the water. Its a big deal, I did it.
This took a whole fucking lot of courage to post..”
And now this dickhead comments this. I can’t, i really can’t Facebook.
See this is what is wrong with humanity. This girl is mentally injured, But she takes a step towards better times. She tries to get back. She even go to the beach, only wearing a minimalistic piece of clothe. She convinces her biggest fear, the fear of people laughing at her. And she’s even more brave. Afterwords she posts this remarkable photo on Facebook. It maybe took her minutes to post this. Sitting there by her computer, with her finger on the mouse. Should she press ”Upload” or not?”
And she did it. She was brave enough to do it.
And then this is what she gets. A hate comment. And there was of course more comments than that. And if that isn’t enough, that comment up there, got 5 likes. 5 LIKES. People agree with that terrible person?
My faith in humanity is almost gone now. I want to show this girl, that i’m with her. I’m a supporter.
I want to find this picture and tell this girl how gorgeous she is and how I want to know the story behind all of those scars. She looks amazing.
Women are suppose to be nurturing, if you can’t care for your-damn-self especially something that is as elegant and delicate as your legs how the hell are you suppose to care for me too.
I’m just saying.
What type of fucked up person blames someone for having scars?
I tell you about them ‘conscious niggas’ who ain’t about shit…..
Scarred up as fuck and proud. I bet the guy who posted it is one of those crusty motherfuckers that refuse to use lotion because it isn’t ~manly~ or some stupid shit like that, but they expect for me and my legs to be on point 24/7
yes, exactly. everything about the language OP used raises red flags for me, no matter their gender. You don’t really want to start something off with “Women are supposed to be” and you don’t want to say “how the hell are you supposed to care for me too”
you know what, you probably don’t want to say “as elegant and delicate as your legs” either
this language is gag worthy, unfair, and, let’s face it, unattractive. it is selfish language and it reveals what you think about women, and while I’m glad that’s out in the open now, so, no surprises for any potential dates, I am hoping you learn a little something.
women are not mystical fucking creatures. thank you and goodnight. and no goodnight kiss. my elegant and delicate lips might crack.
Wow OP, I’m really glad that someone that is clearly as much of an asshole as you are wouldn’t find me attractive. I’m covered in scars, head to toe. I love them. They’re a huge part of me and my past and I’m constantly covered in scratches and wounds. Fuck you, you piece of shit. I think it’s unattractive when people try to tell me how my body is “supposed” to look just so THEY will find me attractive.
I’m talking I’ve already been warned that I’ll be in the chair for at LEAST 6 hours. We’re FINALLY doing more work on my (planned) leg piece with the Alice In Wonderland theme. So far, I’ve only got my Cheshire Cat done on it, and that was done back in 2009, so we haven’t worked on it in a WHILE. My artist is designing her own rendition of the Caterpillar for me and I can’t wait.
The hang up is that the Caterpillar will be placed to cover most, if not all, of my self injury scars and while I am terribly excited for my tattoo, a part of me is almost…nervous? about covering those scars. I don’t want it to ever come across that I am ashamed of them. I’m not. They’re like old friends to me. They’ve been there for years. I mean since I was like 13. I’m not ashamed of what I did to help me survive for many years. I’m just not. Covering them is just simple logistics for where my tattoo needs to be. It’s going to be a full leg piece, so I’d have had to cover them eventually anyways. But I’m going to miss them. Like honestly, I will miss seeing them. They’re a part of me, and I love them but I guess I have to say goodbye.
i think i have to reblog this everytime, im really going to say this when people ask now hahaha