A Dark-skinned tale

To begin with, Let me Introduce myself. I am a "Dark-skinned Girl" who took in all the sympathetic and snide looks.

Isn't this what the society prioritises the most?

From prohibiting dark colored attires to comments such as " Karuppa irunthalum Kalaiya Iruka" (Translated : You are beautiful inspite of being Dark), I have faced it all.

I know majority of us relate to these traumatic snides and comments as part of our Childhood. There wasn't nearly anyone to guide/support me to make me feel comfortable in my own skin.

I always felt as if I am an abomination. I have been one such person who somehow tried to look appealing and felt largely depressed when I couldn't change my Skin-tone. Teenage was horrific with peer-pressure to look attractive and yet all efforts ending up futile.

Looking back, Society has given me nothing but Inferiority Complex and Body-shaming comments.

Worst of all, I gave-in to every comment and went on to impress the society that gave me nothing.

Hundreds of Comments and several years later, here I am - Confident on Not Giving a Damn about Societal Standards and Enjoying "Me being Me".

Though I have seen the Light, this wasn't a cakewalk.

Being bombarded with Societal Pressure from all sides , did do this to me. The Society would proudly take credits for My Growth, but No, The Society/ Trauma never makes you strong. It is definitely your efforts and decisions that makes all the difference.

Refrain feeling bad to have experienced Traumas. It's never your fault to be at the receiving end. All these may sound like advising , but this is my Humble Effort to be of support.

I wish people feel Happy in their Own Skin right from their Early age and that's a long lane ahead...

Will forever keep striving to thwart the shaming and try making people on the receiving end see their self-worth.

"Unlearning is the best learning to abide-by"

Let's talk! Let's Break ! 


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