Time for a rant!

This post is long. And pic heavy.

You've been warned. 

After seeing many posts over the last few years in this vein, the one I saw today finally made me snap. Probably because I'm currently missing one of my front teeth. More on that later. 

It made me think of these kinds of posts. 

Which then brings me to stuff like this. 

Aaaagh!

WE NEED TO STOP BODY SHAMING!!! 

As women we need to stop tearing each other down to make ourselves feel better. 

You know what images like this are!? BULLYING! 

Implying that thin women aren't 'real' because they don't have 'curves' is freaking bullying. You know that thing that we spent countless hours trying to teach the next-generation not to do? 

The thing that has caused countless people, young and old, to take their own lives? 

Are any of these four women more or less real than the others? 

Top left is Lizzie Velásquez. She has an incredibly rare disease that makes her unable to gain weight. She eats almost 5000 calories a day and has never weighed more than 65lbs. She is an anti-bullying public speaker. 

Top right is Nicole Wilkins. She is a figure competitor, she got first place in the Miss Olympia 2013. 

Bottom left is Christina Hendricks. Her figure shot to fame through her role as Joan Holloway on Mad Men. 

Bottom right is Behati Prinsloo, a Victoria's Secret Angel. 

Now. Onto the story of my face. Don't tell my grandmother, dear readers. I don't want her to know until it's more healed and I have my flipper at least. 

This past Sunday we were having a little bit of softball practice, because we are playing a tournament this coming weekend and figured it was a good idea. A ground ball had a freak bounce and hit me in the mouth. There are no dentists open on Sundays in Winnipeg. 

When I got into my dentist on Monday, they took an x ray. The tooth was broken.

So that afternoon, out it came. 

The first time I went to go out, I was really embarassed. Like super upset. I used to be very self conscious of my smile. 

Then I had a revelation. 

At least I only lost one tooth. 

I could have lost more. 

I could have had a fractured jaw, or cheekbone. 

I am lucky that I am missing this one tooth. 

Missing this tooth doesn't make me less beautiful, or worth any less as a person. 

I'm still me, I love makeup and tall shoes and have friends and family who love me. 

My name is Brynne. I am 26, 5'8" tall, 170lbs. I wear size 11 pants and a size 8 shirt. I have cellulite on my butt, uneven tan lines and I am missing a front tooth. And I am a beautiful, real woman. 

 End rant.