Saturday, March 11, 2017

Body Shaming

We all have light and dark stories that occupy our minds.  Being a Sister does not exclude us from having these stories.  Being a Sister, however, does give us a platform to promote the light stories and to help bring the dark stories to light.

Sister Visa DeKline recently shared a past story of body shaming.  As a result of posting her story on her Sister Facebook profile, it has brought attention to this unfortunate aspect of our culture.  

If you know of your local community services/programs that help address and overcome this issue, please share your contacts and your links via the Sister website and/or Sister Facebook Page.  This resource can help many members of our greater community heal.

Here is Sister Visa's story:

So I need to share a story about something that I went through many years ago. It still troubles me, and it's still something I feel shame about - so I hope that by getting it off of my chest and out into the open, I can release myself of my shame, and help others who have maybe been in the same boat to do the same.
Many years ago, when I was in my early-mid 20's - I had gone to meet up with a guy that I had met online - on one of the various chat websites. He was gorgeous - handsome, well-built, successful, and he had invited me over to his place. So off I went to meet him. When I got to his front door - he opened it, took one look at me and said "I can't even believe you think you're in the same league as me!" before slamming the door on me and leaving me standing there like an idiot. I felt awful afterwards, and to be honest - it's something I've never really recovered from. I still feel like I'm "not good enough" when it comes to dating. I still feel like I'm going to be single forever. I get scared and nervous when guys ask me if I want to meet them, because I'm afraid I'll be rejected the same way again.
One of the things I wanted to do when I became a sister was to promote body positivity, and to speak out against body shaming. But I still have trouble getting past the experience I went through. Has anybody else ever experienced this - and had trouble getting past it? It actually still brings me to tears when I think about it, and when I think about all the opportunities I've probably missed out on since then. I know it might seem like a first world problem, but I'm tired of feeling like I'm second-rate, or not good enough.

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