sadly enough, someone left a vicious comment on Robyn‘s blog, in regards to the pictures she posted a little while ago, of a gathering of good friends. the commenter had this little gem to say: “your friends are fat and my friend should be embarassed that he sat naked in the same hot tub with them at your house”.
and you know? i specifically remember seeing those pictures. i remember being struck by how relaxed and carefree everyone was about not being built like stick-models, and they weren’t hiding underneath layer upon layer of clothing, or diving behind furniture like i do when a camera’s about to catch me. it was an inspiration to me that it’s possible to accept yourself (and others) for who we really are.
i have to say that i feel pity for the shriveled-up soulless wretch that left the comment. what must it be like to live with that much venom in your veins. ugly. ugly indeed. to take images of good friends having fun, and attack like that — must come from a horrible place inside.
i still have a lot of trouble accepting the weight i’ve gained, but i’m inspired by those that carry their bodies and themselves with style and attitude.