Ragne's Abyss

A thought has just occurred to me. Why is the feminine body so heavily demonized? A body that is loved and can create life is demonized and made the villain in society. I also don’t understand why a woman loving her body enough to embrace it through clothing is seen as “slutty”. To love your body enough to showcase it is a beautiful thing. Especially in a world where society pins women against each other and forces us to believe that our bodies need to look a certain way in order to be appreciated—or simply looked at. The world is hypocritical. There are beauty standards but the moment a woman meets them, they are shamed for how they look and for who they are. A huge example of this would be the Kardashians. There’s so much hate surrounding them and the majority of the hate is due to their appearance. At the end of the day, they are a group of women who felt they had to succumb to the beauty standards of America in order to obtain the luxuries of life they desired. They too are victims to the hypocrisy of the world. There’s far more words in the English dictionary to describe a “jezebel” rather than a “rake”. I feel that that is no coincidence. Women are seen as diamonds, objects to be praised when they obey the rules and regulations of societal morals. Yet, they’re also seen as the worst of humankind when they fail to fit standards. Regardless of the type of woman, their status and how they gained their status, they are still seen as an object. Whether that object is a trophy to be praised and flaunted or a toy to be played with, we are still objects in the eyes of men and ourselves. It’s so easy to feed into playing the part of the object when we have been organized to do so. We do it unconsciously, some even choose to do it consciously. It’s twisted and unfortunate that even the “purest” woman is still an object, a diamond to be shined and shown to the world; “Look, everyone, at how amazing and great this woman is! She is a treasure amongst women”. It is beautiful to be cherished, but not to the extent of getting new earrings or a new handbag. I, personally, wish to be appreciated. Appreciated for my being, who I am—my good traits and the habits that need work. For, I am human; I’m near imperfect compared to perfection. I think what makes women so beautiful is how alike we are yet so different, along with our difference to men biologically. Disregarding society’s idea of what being a woman is, disregarding the aesthetics of femininity, women are so beautiful due to their biological and psychological make-up. There is no simpler way that I could think of to write that. Women are beautiful creatures, in every form. The fact that we are human is a picture no artist can mimic because it is too beautiful to recreate. I feel that that is enough. The extra layers to beauty only bring forth more confusion rather than clarity.