This is such a thoughtful piece that captures so much of what Iâve been thinking and feeling.
Okay, let's talk about it. Or not.
I feel like we all have so much more to say, but weâre terrified of exacerbating an already precarious situation and further turning it into a sideshow where the stakes get higher and the headlines sleazier.
True concern and a desire for change have become poisoned by the dual forces of corporatisation and control. Every moment of a personâs suffering is an opportunity for someone to make money and reinforce a rotten status quo.
And thatâs why we can talk about it, and why we canât. Itâs an unwinnable system made toxic to the core by generations of the world defining the ideal womanâs body as that of a child, of hating fatness so much that self-harm is preferable to largeness, and of turning it all into a for-profit spectacle.
But talk about it we must, right? The conversation still matters, if only so we can have at least one voice amid the noise that knows none of this is normal. I wish I had the solution, or at least a salve to the pain that so many people are going through right now. For now, weâre all hyper aware that thereâs really nothing we can do.
