Personal Narrative: I Am A Courageous African-American Woman
As I stood in the swift breeziness of the January air on the foundation of Iowa’s capital building, I took a good look around at all the people surrounding me. To my left was a quirky fearless woman with a sign saying, “Strong Women Scare Weak Men”. To my right a courageous African American woman was standing topless chanting, “My body my rights”. I was in awe at how incredible and how daring all of these women and men were. I mean an entire group of women were standing topless so confident and looked absolutely fearless. As I think about it now there is absolutely no reason why every women/men should not feel this exact same way. Our society has pointed us to a certain “figure” that we should all look like, causing this fear of not looking
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We all share this unpleasant habit of gossiping about other women’s bodies, personal lives, and actions. Everyone has done it at some point, but when does it become too much? Why do we think we are entitled to judge another women or man’s entire existence? My theory is simple yet so complicated that we struggle so immensely with it. Self-love. We struggle to love our selves that we turn into this ugly person who fends off a satisfaction of making others feel low. We have to change this horrid habit, and start focusing on our selves. It’s time to focus on the beauty that each and every one of us has. I see too many women/men who wish they had the bodies of others, and the confidence that they have. However, every one of us has these delicate bodies we’re just missing one thing. Self- love. This is the key to our happiness, and it starts with us. For some reason this has been a huge topic on my mind twenty-four seven, and I’m tired of seeing it around in my life. Promoting and sharing with others just how vital this is to our society has to be done. Not everyone will listen, and some will but fail miserably in applying it to their own lives. But it begins with you, and the people you surround yourselves. I want to continue to express just how important this is to all those who surround me. Of course always reminding myself just how imperative this is to my own well-being. It’s time for us to be comfortable in our own skin, stand up for ourselves, and love ourselves
We all share this unpleasant habit of gossiping about other women’s bodies, personal lives, and actions. Everyone has done it at some point, but when does it become too much? Why do we think we are entitled to judge another women or man’s entire existence? My theory is simple yet so complicated that we struggle so immensely with it. Self-love. We struggle to love our selves that we turn into this ugly person who fends off a satisfaction of making others feel low. We have to change this horrid habit, and start focusing on our selves. It’s time to focus on the beauty that each and every one of us has. I see too many women/men who wish they had the bodies of others, and the confidence that they have. However, every one of us has these delicate bodies we’re just missing one thing. Self- love. This is the key to our happiness, and it starts with us. For some reason this has been a huge topic on my mind twenty-four seven, and I’m tired of seeing it around in my life. Promoting and sharing with others just how vital this is to our society has to be done. Not everyone will listen, and some will but fail miserably in applying it to their own lives. But it begins with you, and the people you surround yourselves. I want to continue to express just how important this is to all those who surround me. Of course always reminding myself just how imperative this is to my own well-being. It’s time for us to be comfortable in our own skin, stand up for ourselves, and love ourselves