a number

May 15, 2014 at 2:30 pm 8 comments

º

¹

¹²

¹²³

the media dictates the accepted number

a tag reveals a different number

the fit reflects another number

the mirror – can see only distortion

º

¹

¹²

¹²³

 

 

Entry filed under: body image, depression, eating disorders, feelings, life, Personal, poetry, ponderings, prose, reflections, Relationships, thoughts, writing. Tags: , , , , , , , , .

the tempest to yearn for…

8 Comments Add your own

  • 1. acuriousgal  |  May 15, 2014 at 2:49 pm

    Love❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

    Reply
  • 2. ~*La Velata*~  |  May 15, 2014 at 3:33 pm

    This is so odd, I could have written this myself. Yesterday, I wrote a few things too, about some distortions I have..

    Reply
    • 3. words4jp  |  May 15, 2014 at 4:45 pm

      It is strange – in many ways I wish I did not see myself in this way, but it is all I have ever known and I really do not know how to not look at myself this way. and when I have a handle on it, it is empowering but on the other hand destructive. Again, it is what I know.

      Reply
  • 4. frombeingable  |  May 15, 2014 at 3:39 pm

    I hate the numbers game. It’s never good enough

    Reply
    • 5. words4jp  |  May 15, 2014 at 4:07 pm

      Nope it is not. xx

      Reply
  • 6. MichelleMarie  |  May 16, 2014 at 6:25 pm

    Girl I’m all about numbers too! My life revolves around them Time, stats, averages and such. I love your writing! You bring out so many points that my brain never thinks and I love that! 🙂

    Reply
    • 7. words4jp  |  May 16, 2014 at 6:57 pm

      isn’t it funny how people look at certain things all the time, yet really do not think about them or they do, but in the same old way? i was trying on jeans – you know how we have all different sizes….and i was seeing what fit and not – that is where this piece came from – the constant battle for the number i always strive to attain.

      Reply
      • 8. MichelleMarie  |  May 16, 2014 at 8:42 pm

        Girl on my closet I have my skinny clothes and then me fat girl pants. 😄bit here’s what I’ve noticed the lines on clothes are smaller. Like if you wear a 6 or 8 then maybe you go up a size. I have an athletic build which means I have to buy clothes to fit my butt, then the waist is huge! Hard to find clothes actually. I refuse to buy a certain size. So I know what you mean! Ugh! I’m doing that right now! Trying to find something I can live with size wise. So silly! It gets harder the older I get.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Trackback this post  |  Subscribe to the comments via RSS Feed


Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

Join 3,317 other followers

The Archives


HOMESPUN

STORIES & POETRY

Natalie Breuer

Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.

Crystelle's Poetry

by Randy Crystelle Slaffa

Kitty-Kat Chronicles

writing and artsy free spirit

Painted Poems

Make your life a poem.

%d bloggers like this: