Living in the ugly is horrifying. It’s a land the patriarchy has promised would destroy us. Considering the patriarchy considers a destroyed woman to be one that has built her own life and is unafraid of men not being approving of her, I’d say that being destroyed sounds like an oasis. Ugly is silence. It’s a peace that bodily obsession can never

I feel the answer to all of it is to figure out how you can let this go & get off the hamster wheel in terms of chasing an “ideal.” Is it real that people get mistreated or treated better based off of their appearance? Yes, but for your own sanity it seems imperative to be able to question what you value outside of achieving an “ideal.” The