I don't have body positivity because someone once told me I was fat.
I don't have body positivity because my parents would rather say "retire that bathing suit" rather than helping me pick out a new one.
I don't have body positivity because the one time I felt like I lost some weight my father remarked, with a chuckle, "Where?"
I don't have body positivity because the shorts my parents bought me "are too tight on me" and they "don't fit right".
I don't have body positivity because my parents say that I should be happy with the way that I look because I'm "beautiful," but when I show a little skin, I get told to "put that stomach away."
I don't have body positivity because even after the doctor says my weight is the perfect weight for me, my step mother tells me that I should work out more.
I don't have body positivity because when telling my parents about wanting to get gauges rather than them just say "I don't want you to get those," they say that I will "look like a clown" or "a smacked ass."
I don't have body positivity because not only do my parents not support the ways I want to express myself, they degrade them.
Parents are supposed to be a child's biggest supporters. If I don't have their support, then what do I have?

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PuisiThis is just a compilation of my innermost thoughts and feelings.