All I want for Christmas is a flat stomach.
That's it, that's the post.
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All I want for Christmas is a flat stomach.
That's it, that's the post.
I have stayed successful unfolded for awhile i won't know for sure my weight yet till I go to my dad's house because I don't own a scale.
Last I checked I was 117
.please don't report its just my journal I am not pro anything at all
TW: Mentions of suicide and eating disorder
Ok hear me out. The Virgin Suicides but with women of color so that all my girls of color can have a MAINSTREAM book and movie to relate to on another level. First off, I really really love TVS. I relate to the Lisbon girls a lot (raised and currently living in Detroit, religious home, strict parents, depression, being ignored by friends, abandoned by love interest, being viewed as perfect) and the book still has me messed up. Yet it’s still a disconnect of me not being a blond white girl and therefore not having any of the privileges that come with it. I mean honestly if I had novel level writing skills and more courage I’d write the book right now.
Most girls of color have a different set of struggles and problems that drive us into depression and suicide and it’s continually ignored by the media. The pressure to be exceptional in every way otherwise you’re just another ‘ghetto black girl’ is real and prevalent. Everyone around me growing up saw me as this intelligent well spoken girl that was “really going places.” So when I attempted the first time (subsequently falling into other self destructive behavior) everyone was so confused. If I had succeeded, only two people in the world would have understood why I did it. Almost like the Lisbon girls. Because of the way people viewed them, nobody knew the ‘why’. Not even their own parents. It’s a parallel there. The way girls of color are viewed makes people not understand why we do certain things. I mean the closest people to me still don’t even know that I struggle with an eating disorder.
So no I don’t want another documentary on suicide in the black community, I want an aesthetic, gripping, and harrowing book/ movie to open the conversation of how having a mental illness + the social bs girls of color have to go through can lead us to make a suicide pact.