Digital Diary - Edition 5
A Thousand Storms
To wounds, pain, acceptance and self-discovery
Stop trying to fix your body, it was never broken –
Eve Ensler
Growing up had always been difficult for me with
everybody around me being just perfect. I was just the ugly duckling in a sea
of perfection. Being skinny was not a wrong choice that I had made, that was
who I was. And being constantly reminded about it just made me drown in a deep
pit of self-doubt. My self-worth plummeted downhill and I was ripped off my
confidence.
When you don’t fit into society’s set body standards,
you start getting treated as a nobody. Your opinions and your choices just
don’t matter to them. You become invisible to them and slowly you start
accepting your fate rather than standing up for yourself. You start getting
tagged with millions of names and after a point of time, you just stop taking a
stand for yourself. You start comparing yourself to everyone around you. “Why
can’t I be like her?” The one question that slowly starts to eat you out alive.
You get tired of all the weird stares that are passed your way wherever you go
and finally you give in to it all. You let the people around you shape you as a
person.
Being a small girl I let all of this define me as a person
and slowly I started blending into the shadows. I let people walk all over me.
Let all the things get to me. The bubbly, confident, happy girl with the spark
in her eyes was gone. Now there stood a girl with insecurities in her place.
I was angry with society for treating me with just
bitterness and never accepting me for who I was. But above anything, I was furious
with myself for letting all of this happen to me. I wanted answers, I needed
reasons as to why society differentiates between people based on the way they
look. I wanted to know why nobody ever stood up for it or why had it been so
normalized that people didn’t hesitate even once before commenting on someone’s
body.
I was done being that girl in the shadows. It had to
change. How long was I going to let people dictate my life? This was my life
and I was going to take charge of the reins of my life. I knew it wasn’t going
to be easy, people would try to pull me down at every step, but I wasn’t going
to let it affect me anymore. I was going to stand up again stronger than before
and with more faith in myself.
- Rtr. Jhanavi Diora
Secretary 2022-23
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