I'm writing a book, using stories submitted to this blog from people who have something to share. I'm not sure when it will be published, I guess it depends on how long it takes me to get enough stories. So send in anything you want to share that has to do with what I believe is the golden rule: If an idea, culture, race, lifestyle, choice, or belief doesn't hurt you or anyone else, it's fine. Don't try to change it. By trying to change it when it isn't doing anything to hurt anyone, you are breaking the rule.
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I had an idea that I would publish the stories that are sent in, sense nobody's going to really care about a book that's just written by some weirdo with a computer. I figured people would listen more if the stories and philosophies in the book are written and thought of by people more like themselves.
So submit away, tell me what you want to say today!
I'm sorry I really had to turn that into a poem. I really did.
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Being Skinny
For all of my life I have been severely underweight. Like 50 pounds less than i should be. And it isn't my fault. I am just genetically really skinny. Metabolism or something. Technically speaking, I am anorexic. Anorexia is where you are abnormally underweight. Anorexia Nervosa is the eating disorder. I do not have Anorexia Nervosa. Yet people automatically assume I am as underweight as I am because I starve myself. Until they see how much I eat. Then they think I'm bulimic. When I was in 1st grade, I was sent to the school nurse because one of the teachers on yard duty noticed how skinny I was. The nurse talked to me for almost two hours about how food is good, and so is eating, and nobody likes boney people, and how unhealthy I look, and how I might die if I don't eat enough. Can you imagine how that felt to hear those things about something I couldn't control, when I was six? People are saying that we're all beautiful, but for some reason that doesn't extend to people like me? I have the opposite of Anorexia Nervosa. I completely and honestly wish I was fat. I eat all the time. And for some reason I'm not gaining enough weight to look "good". I don't have enough extra weight to go to things like my breast growth and my hips. I look ugly and I really don't like seeing my ribs. I've gotten rude comments about my weight all of my life. So do overweight people, I know. But as people are becoming more accepting to plus-sizes, people like me are being left out. The definition of beauty isn't spreading, it's moving. We should be able to accept all sizes, so that everyone can be proud of their body shape.
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Lipstick vs. Men-Bashers
Lately, it seems feminism has gone out of favor. Probably because of the stereotype that feminists are all men-bashing women who wear men's clothes and no makeup. Feminists are afraid to declare themselves because they fear they will be ridiculed by everyone, except other feminists (obviously). So a few things need to be said to set the record straight:
-Feminists can wear makeup, pink, frilly things, and high heels.
-They do not need to shun, or else pick fights with, every man in the universe
-Not all of them are women
-Not all are gay
These stereotypes are so often used, that even feminists themselves believe them. Feminists are people who believe that women should be equal to men. Not more, and not less. Feminists who believe that punishing all men is the correct path to this are mistaken. By hurting men, physically or otherwise, you are either proving to them women cannot be equal because they are too violent, or making it so that women become more powerful then men, in which case we would be in the same situation reversed. However, I'm not saying you should do nothing, just be clear on what you want, and express it in a way that no one is being harmed in the process.
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