Your stares are offensive

“It should be flattering when they look at you”
“Well what do you expect if you were a dress”
“That’s just how guys are

And my favorite,

“it’s college.”

Something tells me, being objectified isn’t just a college problem. I used to try and think, “Hey, I should be flattered when I’m running down the street & guys whistle or yell things at me”. It means i’m attractive right? Wrong. Why do we tell ourselves this? Why be voluntarily made out to be a sexual object? I’m punished, because i want to be healthy and take care of my body. 

This type of objectification isn’t something we should have to accept. 

 

 

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Guilty pleasures & Cookie cutters

Why do we feel the need to be ashamed of things we like, things we enjoy? No social construct should be able to tell us, “hey you’re not allowed to like that because it doesn’t follow the pattern you’re cut to be.”

I live in Oklahoma. Not the deep south, but still. Country music is extremely prevalent. There are probably 5 or 6 country songs that I genuinely enjoy. I’ve built up the reputation that I am someone who doesn’t like country. But my guilty pleasure… I like it. Especially those few songs. They give me a sense of false nostalgia. Shoot me for enjoying that.

We have to give ourselves permission to like things. If we don’t let ourselves like things, absolutely no one else will. So far, we’ve done a pretty good job at screwing ourselves over when it comes to being a real person. We pretend to be someone we’re not around people we care about. Change first starts from within.

If you like top 100 hits. Say you like top 100 hits.

If you’re actually a huge Chiefs fan, but you don’t want to tell your not so sport-o friends. Say you’re a Chiefs fan to your not so sport-o friends.

Maybe you like the song Wonderwall by Oasis. Don’t let people to you that you can’t.

You’re a guy but you love to crochet. Why is that somethings to be ashamed of?

You’re a girl, but you’re actually comfortable in your own skin? Great!

I’m an English major, and I’ve never read nor seen the Harry Potter series. I just haven’t wanted to. You think that’s comfortable to admit in a classroom setting? I’m also not into Sherlock Holmes, Lord of the Rings, Dr.Who, or Jane Austen. But I pretend to be.

I don’t know about you, but i’m exhausted from hiding the things I love to do, or pretending to like things I don’t.

If you made it this far,

Thanks.

Jessica K. Bryan