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when I was 11 I was invited to a sleepover. there the girls made fun of me for my legs being hairy. they took me to the bathroom and forcefully shaved my legs saying mean comments as they did. when I got back home, I was screamed at, called a hooker, and grounded for it.
for w/e reason, my ex-stepmom picked out my clothes. she would pick capri pants even though I told her I didn’t want to wear them bc my legs were hairy. she told me to get over it. in math class the girls stared right at my legs said “ew” then the boys joined in too.
I started to steal razors and shave my legs to avoid the bullying, but once my parents found out my dad broke the razor in my face and asked if I was seeing boys.
I just didn’t want to be bullied anymore. So I would pack long pants just in case I was going to be sent in capris again, change at school, then change back when school was over. It kinda worked, except now the focuse was on my hands and fingers for having hair.
so I just kind of accepted that I was hairy. I didn’t want to risk upsetting my parents again. the next year, age 12, was the year everyone started to join sports. I didn’t want to join bc of my legs, even though I wanted to try some out. I pretended that I hated sports.
eventually my parents asked why I didn’t join sports, I shrugged. later towards the end of the year I was sitting in the living room wearing shorts and watching tv. my brother saw my legs and told me I was gross. I told my parents about and they said “well why don’t you shave?”
It was the most frustrating situation. I tried to talk to them about it but all they could say was “well now you’re older”. the previous year I was accused of being a hooker, or seeing boys. but now that I was 12... it was okay?
idk, I guess the whole point of this thread is that it was never really *my* choice to shave. so when I hear or read other women say it is their choice.. I remember the shame.. and can’t help but wonder if they went through something similar.
I don’t often shave anymore. Maybe I will once a month when the hair gets too long.
but when someone says something about my hairy legs now, it doesn’t bother me anymore. they have no power over me. and I think, that when I feel the most empowered.
ty for reading.
but when someone says something about my hairy legs now, it doesn’t bother me anymore. they have no power over me. and I think, that when I feel the most empowered.
ty for reading.
