#dear mom

An open letter to my mom.

Dear Mom,

You tell me I’m constantly fat. You say I’m ugly. You say I’m stupid. What kind of mother figure is that?

Guess what? 

I’m not fat. I’m the normal BMI and I exercise every day. Which is more than what you can say for yourself. And you’re shorter and you weigh way more than me. Maybe think about yourself before you criticize others.

I’m not ugly. You say I’m ugly but you’re uglier for spewing ugly words. You’re ugly for trying to take down women, females, YOUR OWN DAUGHTER. You think I’m “ugly” because I choose not to date right now and instead am focused on my career and professional growth. 

I’m not stupid. You say I’m stupid because your own small mind can’t comprehend big ideas or growth. You say I’m stupid because I won’t bend to your ways of thinking – your sexist and ancient ways of thinking. You say I’m stupid because you think that by attacking my intellect and intelligence, you become smarter. You say I’m stupid because you secretly feel inferior you barely have a high school education.

You belittle me because you’re projecting your own insecurities. What a fucking unhealthy, toxic person.

the voice in my head isn’t my own!!!!

entering your 20s is realizing that the voice in your head that’s yelling “you’re disgusting! you should be ashamed! you don’t deserve it!” is your mother’s voice. entering your 20s is realizing she doesn’t deserve to live in your mind. that she doesn’t deserve to live at all.