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Who am I? 2016

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I am more than the color of my skin

I am more than the texture of my hair

The crookedness of my teeth

I am more than a woman…

Who am I?

Even I do not know

All I know is that I feel more

I believe more

I dream more

I breathe more…

Truth is… The more I think about who I am… The more I realize I don’t know

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4a01e67a982141812ce8ff256032d2deI believe, that beauty comes from within.

It’s something that we, ourselves must embrace and understand before we allow anyone else to tell us the standards of beauty.

We should be able to define our beauty in our own terms with no one telling us how high or how low we should set the bar.

When we define our own terms of what beauty is then we will finally be able to live in our truths. Knowing that no amount of makeup will be able to define us. Because we know that underneath is it is somebody who is beautiful. Somebody who breaks all the barriers of standard beauty.

Beauty is knowing that you are beautiful and not letting anyone standardize you!

 

What is beauty?

Break the Chains

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photo 5 (12)Break the chains that society has you bond by. That’s the goal. That’s the plan. Something that for most people is impossible. You have to be strong and united. Not easily fooled by the perception of beauty. Your beauty does not look lie mine. My beauty is divine and gorgeous. Don’t not hate on me, hate on yourself. Why don’t you love yourself as much as me. I love myself, I must keep telling myself. Don’t fall into those traps. The traps that society set. Can I be me and be beautiful, while you continue to do you.  I love me for me and I love you for you. As A culture we must learn to to love ourselves like no other would. Nobody will love me as much as I love myself. But I don’t love myself with all my flaws. I see the holes in my body. So many unfilled holes that I must learn to fill. Some way somehow, I pray to God that He helps me. I can’t do this on my own. I’m sick of crying at night, holding myself, asking myself why. Why do I continue to do the same things over and over again. Same set up, just a different guy. It feels like deja vu. Repeating the same day over and over again. It’s sickening and irritating. I wished I could stop the viscous cycle. Spining me around and around. Banging my head on all the walls. When is this cycle going to take me out. Will it be the end of me. I must not let it take me out. Can’t let it get the best of  you, they say. Don’t let your bad out weigh the good, Everybody has a bad day. But tomorrow is a brighter day, they say. Where is my brighter day. Am I not deserving enough.

 

-Jamekea S. Lee

How I Learned to Love Myself

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My years through middle school and high school were very stressful at times. I wasn’t comfortable with who I was because my skin wasn’t smooth and clear. I had many blemishes, scars, acne all over my face, chest and back, and I had a an excessive sweating problem. I used to wear shirts that would cover up most of my top and arms because I didn’t want people to see my acne. However, even though I would shirts to had my acne they would only make my excessive sweating more visible. For the longest time I was conflicted on what problem I wanted to hide more but whatever problem I chose to hide people still noticed.

People would still look and ask questions like why you sweat so much, what’s wrong with you body and all I could say was that I had a lot of medical problems because I had no other answers. So to hide everything I would wear sweaters and jackets all the time and when they asked why I would say because I was cold. However, that only worked for so long because my body started to get easily and I used to faint and pass out so I started wearing crop tops and shirts without sleeves because it would help with my excessive sweating but it would make my acne more noticeable. And people would start talking about my body again.

However, after a while I became fed up with what over people was saying about my body. I began to realize that my body wasn’t perfect and was never going to be perfect so I might as well learn to love myself for who I was because it’s who I’m going to be forever. Even though the process was hard and difficult because people who I thought was my friends continued to talk and my problem, I found people who shared common problems with me and they’re helping my love myself even more.

-Jamekea S. Lee

Media vs Women 2013

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I ran across this really interesting video on Youtube, it pointed out some of the ways that women were lifted up during 2013, even though there were only like five ways but it also contrasted them of how they were still degraded by the media.

It’s interesting, watch it please!!!

 

Dark skin: What’s the Problem?

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It’s far easier to resent one’s own skin for giving you advantages you haven’t earned than despising it for what it takes away – Elizabeth Pears

In today society it common to heard compliments giving to women of light and fine brown skin tones. But it is rare for a women of darker skin to get complimented as much, unless they’re models with nearly perfect skin and a nice toned body. You know something alienated and different from women of lighter skin tones because “they’re pretty for a dark skin girl.”

I must say that I am one who sometimes envy both light skin and dark skin girls because of their beautiful aspects that I myself do not contain. I myself am a girl of the brown skin family, you know not too light, not too dark. However, I try and tend to distance myself from comparing my skin tone against others because over time I realized that I was doing nothing but giving into the mental illness. But it’s not easy.

Anyways here’s an interesting read about the light skin vs dark skin mentality.

http://www.newstatesman.com/society/2013/10/colourism-why-even-black-people-have-problem-dark-skin

Beauty Paradox Reblog

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http://read.bi/18sAoOM

Check out this article. A few thing it points out is that:

  • Women’s worth is still measured by attractiveness while men define success by power, money and intelligence.
  • For men gray hair symbolize wisdom, for women it symbolize old age.
  • Society defines women’s beauty as youth.

 

Society is Evil

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Society is evil, it tells us what is beautiful and if you’re not what they consider beautiful then you’re just scum. Society tells us that beautiful is being skinny, have a light skin tone, straight teeth, straight hair, big boobs and a nice ass. Society is judgmental and abusive. It’s beats us down when we can not fit into it’s perfect example.

Why must I be thin, have perfect skin, have ass and tits?

I’m thin, sure. I’m skinny, I don’t gain wait. Because I have a fast metabolism.

Perfect skin. No, not I my friend. In my dreams.

Have ass and tits.  Nah, I don’t have neither of those.

So according to society, I’m not beautiful because I can not fit into every category.

And you my friend, you’re not pretty because you do not fit into every category. But those supermodels, cheerleaders, and strippers and what not, they’re beautiful. They’re beautiful because society judges us by our looks not by our intelligence. Society is evil and unfair. I’m tired of the bulls*** it puts us through. Why can’t an average teenager like me be consider pretty or just even worth something in our society? Answer me this.

Society loves knocking down our self esteem, to makes us feel worthless. But it’s up to us to allow how far the knock us down. It’s up to us to duck and dodge the jabs. Because you my friend, you skinny girl with freckles, you big girl with a nice face, you ginger, you African American, you Caucasian, you Asian, you Chinese, you ordinary person reading this blog, you are beautiful.  We, us ordinary people who live in the shadows must enter into the sun and show society, that we are something extraordinary and that society can kiss our ass.