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September 26, 2006
Husk
I have known many women who struggle with eating disorders. They mostly stem from two things: body dysmorphia (look it up) and being able to control at least one thing about their life when everything else is out of control. I'm more like my father, the perennial 12-year-old who, when asked if he has an eating disorder, answers affirmatively then shoves food into his forehead.
I have a special message for all you women out there. 99% of all heterosexual men think this woman is disgustingly emaciated. Even if it may offend, I want to drive the point home by saying that she looks like a concentration camp victim, except of course that she's prancing around in a bikini. Observe the look on her face, like she's the bitch of the universe. That kills any attraction for the remaining 1%, who prefer demure pretzel women.
My advice to young ladies who see this picture and think "oh, I am so fat" is this: only about 30% of you are actually fat, according to the statistics I just made up in my own mind. The rest of you are just fine the way you are. You are not in competition with other women. The simple truth is that not every man is attracted to the same kind of woman, or the same look. Some prefer blondes, some brunettes, some redheads or auburn. Some men actually prefer women who are overweight. Many men actually like it when a woman's stomach plumps out a little near the waistline. Perhaps this is a hard-wired biological response akin to being pleased with the look of a pregnant wife.
Not only that, but personality can go a long way. In fact, a good personality and being fun to hang out with are so important to a man that I recommend you switch gears. Instead of starving yourself to death...chill...go with the flow. Realize now that this woman is in a love/hate relationship with her body and do not follow her down the path to becoming a leathery husk of bones.
Posted by Nathan Dickson at September 26, 2006 08:22 AM