Fabulous Friday e’ryone!
One year ago today I was featured on Buzzfeed. Facebook ever so kindly reminded me. It’s funny what difference a year makes. Like how you view the exact same thing a year later. Here and there I give y’all (it’s really myself – like self pep talks except for I do it on social media because I’m sure there’s a passive aggressive reason all up in that shit – and no, I don’t feel guilty about who I am as a person so fuck off) little bread crumbs of info about how not into the bopo movement I’ve been the last few months (or six).
Last year I was featured a lot. Well, a lot for one person being featured on several different social media outlets. When this popped up on my personal FB account this morning I took to my “Professional FB” to post the following:
Throwback to last year when I was still actually being featured on Buzzfeed (and other media outlets).
It’s so funny y’all. If you’re not kissin’ the self appointed “bopo babes” asses of the world and not in their “mean girls clique” by refusing to be fake as fuck you lose out on gettin’ featured.
But here’s the thing. The features mean nothing honestly. I thought it meant everything. I thought it would propel me to places I’d never seen and you know what – it did. It showed me that this whole bopo bullshit is just that – bullshit. It’s the same fuckin’ mean girls shit we see everywhere else except it’s girls who JUST found their inner mean girls to be honest. They try and pretend they’re doing something for the greater good of mankind but let’s be real, it’s only to be seen, noticed, praised and the like because they (we) spent so many years hidden, afraid and quiet. I have no issues with that – my issue is with everyone trying to pretend to be a fuckin’ martyr.
I think it’s important to find something to help you get over the hurdles of this fucked up world but once you do and come through to the other side remember that YOU are YOUR OWN hero. Your OWN goals. Stop looking at these self appointed ‘leaders’ (I use that word VERY loosely) for answers. The power is within YOU. YOU HAVE ALL OF THE POWER – ALWAYS. FOREVER.
For the record ANYONE can write/publish an article on Buzzfeed. Nothin’ special, nothin’ magical. So when you see these same girls over and over on these articles it’s just the clique writin’ about each other to make it look like they’re more important than they really are.
I mean I hate the fact that I feel like it’s lumping an entire ‘community’ into a category but fuck … I’ve honestly seen it from nearly everyone that I’ve had more than just a “we like each others shit on all social media accounts” kind of relationship (I won’t dare say friendship because with friends like some of these bitches whoooo in the fuck needs enemies!?!?). I’ve tried to either be a part of several ideas, went to events (where I learned it’s all about taking fat girls cash while everyone sits on their phones with ZERO interaction even from hosts) or just simply befriend girls that I thought were like me. Unfortunately nearly everyone is in competition. They might write these loooooooooooong boring ass captions under every fuckin’ picture they choose to share to get you to feel all warm and fuzzy. They might even *gasp* RESPOND back to you. You’re feeding their egos guys. Like I’ve legit sat here and watched IN MY HOUSE some of these girls act fuckin’ diva ass famous. I’ve learned a lot in the last six months … and it’s worse than any take on “Mean Girls” than I’ve ever seen and/or encountered anywhere in my entire 38 years on this fucked up planet.
It’s become a community of makin’ fuckin’ hashtags to make money sellin’ shirts, stickers and buttons (which sometimes even turns into scamming/never gettin’ product). It’s about girls acting like they’re trying to empower each other when it’s all about self accelerating their “I want to be a stay at home anything” career because truth be known they don’t wear/do all that shit they’re posting. (You’d be SHOCKED at how many people just wear shit for photos) It’s about stepping on each other while smiling, pretending they’re in it to be a fuckin’ martyr to “help just one girl”. Like fuck that – I’m not a sheep that just blindly believes everything you want to throw out at me on the internet that – just because you’re a fellow fatty – I’m expected to throw myself at you. A year ago apparently I thought a lot differently. And that’s where growth and change comes in. You know SELF love, SELF worth all around. Mentally AND physically.
So simply, for me – No mo bopo (body positivity). If you’ve noticed I dropped the hashtags on my social media because it no longer makes me feel happy, no more joy. Instead it’s draining/makes me feel saddened, hurt and part of something I have no desire to be part of. I’m so happy I had this experience because all experiences are lessons in life. I mean I learned sooo much about myself by doing these things and meeting these people. It helped me become more in tune with who I really am by helping me along/building my confidence to get out and do shit. So I can’t even be mad. One step at a time.
My life, my way.