Dear Fake Person,
I, myself, used to weigh 365 pounds. As a teenager, I was an ugly girl. I saw myself as ugly, but that did not by any means stop people from loving me... nor liking me. My beauty was always within. I was liked and I was loved. I had a heart of gold, and I still do. So I am writing a letter to all of you "fake people" who can't find the strength to be yourselves. I have to wonder what brings you to think you can't be yourself and be liked or loved? Is it that you grew up in an environment where it wasn't safe to be you? I did too, but I was always myself. That's no excuse. Perhaps you were TOLD you were beaten with the ugly stick, not realizing that true beauty lies within? I've been told that. That's still no excuse. Has nobody ever opened a door for you or smiled at you when you smiled at them? Don't let that get you down. I have no respect for the fact that so many people find it necessary to wrap themselves in a painting of another person and create a life that does not exist... just to win over love. Do you realize you are toying with real people with real emotions? You have to take that into consideration. You can't play the victim. You are not a victim. You are victimizing yourself, though. I do have compassion for you... to a degree. Upon analyzing the situation at hand, it makes me think that we as a society are far too judgemental. As children we taunt other children for being different. Do we realize that we are all created to be different? No. No. No we do not. Sometimes, even as adults, we do not come to respect that. We teach our children without realizing it, that they should be just as judgemental as we are. Instead of seeing the beauty of your soul, we choose to look at a person for their cover. We are taught not to judge a book by it's cover, but we grow up in a society that does it all the time. Magazines airbrush celebrities to make them look "better" which in turn makes us "real people" feel worse about ourselves. We put good looking people on a pedestal. We have shows that glorify plastic surgery for the ugly ducklings to become beautiful swans. What changed in them besides their physical appearance? Nothing. They still have the same beautiful soul they were born with. They still have the same glorious heart full of love. I have compassion for people who feel that they will never be good enough as themselves, so they find their escapism in pretending to be somebody that will have an appealing cover. You just want to be liked. You just want to be loved, right? I don't hold anything against you as a person for doing so, but it is not right for anybody to feel so damned insecure that they can't just be themselves. I wish that, being a small part of the human race, I could make a major difference in the way that the entire human race treats their own. You, the way you are, deserve to be liked and loved. It is your soul and your heart that matters most in this world of ours. Have we, as your enemies, no hearts? Have we no ability to see your soul? We are all born with that love within. We are all born with that intuition. As babies... as children... we see the beauty of the soul. How can we not love one another as we should? I am sorry you are not comfortable enough in your own skin to expose your true self. I am sorry you have to find photographs of models or "good looking" people to post as your own. I am sorry that you won't show your true colors. I am sorry you can't see that you would be liked or loved as yourself. Not everybody is shallow. I wish you could see that. This is my letter to fake people. I sincerely hope that you all find the strength within to come out of the darkness and be yourself. You deserve to feel safe. You deserve to be liked, loved and respected like anybody else does.
Sincerely,
A Real Person
