Movie thoughts.

Isn't it weird that when we first see a picture of a person, we judge what they look like in a split of a second? Isn't it horrible that society has brainwashed all of us to judge others by their physical features, and degrade them for what they’re worth just because they’re not what the media depicts as “beautiful”? We keep saying it’s getting better than before, but it’s not. I’m tired of not feeling good enough because I’m not as skinny as I’d like to be, my face is too round, my hair isn't great, etc. But why do we even care about these things? It’s because all of us want to be perfect, and to reach that impossible standard of beautiful, and when we don’t reach it, we feel disappointed. Our self-esteem drops from when we were little 5 year olds who believed we could do anything and be anything, to teenagers that are tormented by self-hate. You could read this right now, and say “Oh that’s awful, I’m going to do something about it” but then forget about it the next day. We’ll go back to judging each other, yet feeling bad about ourselves because this is the way that we grew up. This is what we’re used to. And don’t get me wrong, I’m the same. I just wish that we could make a difference. I wish that the media didn't turn into what it is now, where girls are supposed to have a small waist to hip ratio with large breasts because that it what is considered attractive. I can’t stand that. Then men are expected to be strong, and they do not cry because that isn't considered masculine. We’re human. We all have emotions. All of these ideas are so irrational. No wonder we’re all torn up and broken little things.