Για σεξισμό κατηγορεί μια γυναίκα τους υπεύθυνους του γυμναστηρίου της, καθώς της ζήτησαν να φύγει επειδή την θεώρησαν πολύ γυμνή. 

Μια γυναίκα κατηγορεί τους υπεύθυνους γυμναστηρίου πως την έδιωξαν επειδή την θεώρησαν «πολύ γυμνή». 

Όπως υποστηρίζει «μου ζήτησαν να φύγω επειδή έδειχνα μερικά εκατοστά από τη μέση μου».

«Λίγα εκατοστά δέρμα φαινόταν μόνο», υποστήριξε η Julia Maren από το Τενεσί των ΗΠΑ, στην ανάρτησή της στο Instagram.

 

 

 

 

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Did you know that 65% of women actually try to avoid the gym over fear of being judged? Fitness Magazine conducted this study and in comparison, only 36% of men felt this way. Do you realize what this statistic suggests? That women are automatically more cautious about what they wear to the gym to avoid criticisms and negative comments. . . Today I was told I’d have to leave the gym if I didn’t put a shirt on with no explanation. My workout was interrupted and I was told to take out my headphones for someone to tell me they could “get me a shirt if I need one” and that if I wanted to continue my workout I had to put one on.... WHAT?! So you’re telling me that because three inches of my waist is exposed that I’m not welcome in the gym but meanwhile fucking Chad is over there with a cutout that shows his whole nipple? Got it. Thank you for taking time out of your day to let me know that double standards and sexism still exists. . . If the problem is that I will be a distraction, why isn’t the accountability on the one who is distracted? This is a deep rooted issue because I could EASILY talk about middle school uniform policies, prom dress codes, and evidently gym attire. When will we stop policing women’s bodies and HOLD THE OTHER’S ACCOUNTABLE FOR SEXUALIZING THEM. And WHEN will we start ALLOWING women to feel comfortable enough in the gym to wear whatever the fuck is comfortable to them in an otherwise already uncomfortable environment?! . . All I’m saying is that I’m showing up in a bro tank with my nipple out next time ✌🏻 . . Edit:: this did not happen anywhere in Spring Hill, TN! It was a neighboring city that I will not be visiting again anytime soon 🙃

Η δημοσίευση κοινοποιήθηκε από το χρήστη Julia Maren (@letterstoadel) στις 8 Σεπ, 2020 στις 7:34 μμ PDT

«Διέκοψαν την άσκησή μου για να μου πουν να βγάλω τα ακουστικά μου, ώστε να μου πουν πως θα μπορούσαν να "μου φέρουν μια μπλούζα αν χρειαζόμουν μία" και πως θα έπρεπε να φορέσω μία αν ήθελα να συνεχίσω να κάνω τη γυμναστική μου», αναφέρει. 

Παράλληλα έκανε λόγο για σεξισμό τονίζοντας: «Σας ευχαριστώ που αφιερώσατε χρόνο από τη μέρα σας για να με ενημερώσετε πως τα διπλά στάνταρντ και ο σεξισμός συνεχίζουν να υπάρχουν».

Μάλιστα ανήρτησε φωτογραφία με τα ρούχα που φορούσε εκείνη την ημέρα. 

 

 

 

 

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When did it become more acceptable for women to speak about deep insecurities than to celebrate their bodies? Why is one more socially acceptable then the other? . . It is easier for us to try to explain away our intentions behind the photos we post instead of just saying, “you know what? I was fucking feeling myself 👸”. It’s because we aren’t supported! God forbid you be a confident woman who doesn’t need validation from a man. As someone who has been pretty active on social media for awhile now, I can tell you that there’s a bunch of haters out here. For every like, there’s someone saying “she’s just doing that for attention”, for every comment there’s someone accusing your ‘promiscuous photos’ as the cause for your divorce 👀👀👀...... ahem.... lol ANYWAY... (you know who you are ☕️). . . First of all, yeah I post photos for attention. So do we all. It’s Instagram where the entire concept is getting people to heart your photos. Now grow up so we can move on. Next, does it not occur to anyone that maybe posting photos is an outlet for women who have never felt comfortable in their own skin to just TRY to do that? Maybe they realize that the worst that can happen is some of their insta besties comment with a bunch of emojis gassing them up? Then MAYBE they start to slowly believe in themselves and realize that putting themselves out there isn’t causing catastrophic damage?! Because that’s what it feels like to some. . . All I’m saying is, if you can’t support us trying to be our best bootylicious selves, then 1). Uh go fuck yourself, but 2). The unfollow button isn’t that far away ⬆️. . . That’s all folks ✌🏻

Η δημοσίευση κοινοποιήθηκε από το χρήστη Julia Maren (@letterstoadel) στις 19 Σεπ, 2020 στις 3:02 μμ PDT

 

 

 

 

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Some days are really hard, I gotta say. I spend so much time obsessing over my flaws that I get nauseous. I tell myself I’ve failed as a mother, a leader, a girlfriend, and a sister. For you HP fans, I relate it to Ron trying to destroy that horcrux and seeing Harry and Hermione in a romantic scenario. GUT WRENCHING UGH. . . It’s like I feel all of the weight of everything I think I’ve conquered all over again. My old eating disorder, childhood trauma, the pain of divorce, severe mom guilt; and it is heavy. It makes the simplest things seem overwhelming. I kid you not, I spent 15mins trying to write a one sentence email. I sat in my car far too long because the thought of getting up and moving seemed like too much. . . What’s worse is that I KNOW this is PMDD. And it fucking sucks because I keep putting hope into so much and I keep pushing to find a solution and it will be better for awhile, and then it’s like I take 10 steps backwards. . . This is my reality. People always say things like “at least it’s temporary” or “have an attitude of gratitude” and all that does is make me roll my eyes. It’s “temporary” meaning it happens every month, and no amount of gratitude can make me feel worthy of love. . . Anyway, all of that is incredibly depressing and I understand that, but I didn’t write this for you, I did it for me. Sometimes I just need to vent and talk about Harry Potter at the same time. . . With love, A Resilient Survivor 🌸

Η δημοσίευση κοινοποιήθηκε από το χρήστη Julia Maren (@letterstoadel) στις 11 Σεπ, 2020 στις 12:19 μμ PDT

 

 

 

 

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So here’s the thing...it’s pretty common in Middle TN for gyms not to allow women to wear only sports bras. As a matter of fact, I can only remember once or twice when I’ve actually seen a woman workout in just that. Oh hey Bible Belt, is that you? . . The past week or so I’ve decided that I hate this rule enough to rebel against it. For two reasons; 1). I care about my own comfort, and 2). It’s a ridiculous rule that is made because people are choosing to find offense in my body because.... I have boobs? Because you might be attracted to me? In a place where we are ALL focused on our vanity and physical appearance? 👀 OKAY. Interesting. . . Anyway, not gonna lie it’s been a little nerve racking to walk out of the locker room like this. Only because it’s new. And because I’m dreading the staring and sexualization (which is not my responsibility) as well as the potential confrontation. But I do it anyway because I realize that I can handle the small anxiety and the confrontation and I DARE someone to tell me to change or to say or do ANYTHING inappropriate. But a lot of women can’t do that. We’re just wired differently. And while this is a small personal protest, it carries a lot of weight to me because if other women see me, maybe they’ll be comfortable to do it themselves if they want. I can’t help but think that me being totally myself allows others to feel comfortable in their skin too. And shoutout to Body Shop Athletic Club for never saying a damn word even if I’m the only one out here showing my whole waist 🙏🏻✌🏻.

Η δημοσίευση κοινοποιήθηκε από το χρήστη Julia Maren (@letterstoadel) στις 22 Αύγ, 2020 στις 1:48 μμ PDT

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