I Used to Be Ashamed of My Attraction to Thin Women: Breaking Free from Societal Beauty Standards — Soultrob
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💌 Feeling Romantic • 1 month, 2 weeks ago
Confession
I’ve always been attracted to very skinny girls with smaller bodies, and I used to feel ashamed of it

Growing up, I remember all my friends being obsessed with girls who had big butts and big boobs. That was the standard of beauty everyone talked about curves, thickness, all of that. They’d rank girls, talk about who was “hot,” and I’d just stay quiet.

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One day someone asked who I thought was attractive, and when I mentioned this slim girl with a smaller frame, everyone laughed and called her a “plank.” They said there was “nothing to grab.”

That stuck with me for years. I learned pretty early that my type wasn’t something I should admit out loud. I started pretending to like what everyone else did just to fit in. But no matter how hard I tried, it never changed what actually drew me in.

Whenever I’m out somewhere a party, a café, anywhere my eyes just naturally go toward the really skinny girls, even the ones who don’t fit society’s idea of “sexy.” It’s not something I force, it’s just what I’m genuinely attracted to.

I think for a long time I confused “different” with “wrong.” But now I’m starting to realize there’s nothing bad about having a preference that doesn’t fit the mainstream. Attraction isn’t one-size-fits-all. As long as it comes from a place of respect and not judgment, it’s valid.

At the end of the day, beauty really is subjective and I’m done feeling guilty for what naturally draws me in.

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