08-10-2016, 09:04 PM
I personally try really hard not to objectify people and to forget the images I see of their breasts as fast as I can.
It's nice to be able to expose a really private part of yourself and get affirmed for it, but at the same time, it can be difficult for the people who see it.
Of course it is my fault if I choose to look at pictures that make me uncomfortable, and I want to be able to provide support and encouragement without guilt.
I want to believe that that is possible.
Sometimes I'm reminded of a really awkward situation I had at my job. I deliver sandwiches late at night to really sketchy people sometimes, and one time I got flashed as a tip.
I didn't ask for that, and it was especially weird because the woman wasn't really comfortable with it, but the man she was with who ordered the sandwiches was kind of pressuring her to do it and essentially forced her to.
It was really awkward, and the first time I'd seen breasts since I saw my grandma's as a really small child. I looked, felt shame, and carefully segmented away my sexual feelings (which I hate and feel distance from), and just tried to be nice about it.
Needless to say, I hope I never have to deliver a sandwich to that guy again.
It's nice to be able to expose a really private part of yourself and get affirmed for it, but at the same time, it can be difficult for the people who see it.
Of course it is my fault if I choose to look at pictures that make me uncomfortable, and I want to be able to provide support and encouragement without guilt.
I want to believe that that is possible.
Sometimes I'm reminded of a really awkward situation I had at my job. I deliver sandwiches late at night to really sketchy people sometimes, and one time I got flashed as a tip.
I didn't ask for that, and it was especially weird because the woman wasn't really comfortable with it, but the man she was with who ordered the sandwiches was kind of pressuring her to do it and essentially forced her to.
It was really awkward, and the first time I'd seen breasts since I saw my grandma's as a really small child. I looked, felt shame, and carefully segmented away my sexual feelings (which I hate and feel distance from), and just tried to be nice about it.
Needless to say, I hope I never have to deliver a sandwich to that guy again.