I have had to disaffiliate with my sorority, and it was one of the toughest decisions that I have ever made. I love my sisters, my sorority and everything it stands for; however, with working 2 jobs, being in a club that will help my future career, going to seminar workshops for my major, and having a full course load, it seemed that keeping up to par with my sisters was almost impossible. With the schedule that I have now, something would have had to give, and I did not want that to be my well being. My sisters understood this. They know that I love and support them still as a senior. I still see my sisters around campus, and a lot of them stop and chat with me for awhile. It is reassuring to have sisters who are kind hearted and welcoming still. However, on the flip side, there are some who do not want to acknowledge that I was a part of my sorority, even when they joined after I did…and some of them are in my Greek Family.
It is disappointing that I couldn’t stay with it, but I made a decision to leave my sorority at a good standard. I want my sisters to remember me as the sister who did everything, supported everyone, and was the best sister I could be. I want to put my heart and soul into my sorority, and if I could not do that, then it was best that I just take a knee and make the hard decision to disaffiliate.
I did not leave because I hated my sorority. I left because I love it.
I have never been a small girl. I am 5’9” and curvy. I have been ashamed of my size for years. No clothes fit right, and let me tell you I have spent many of shopping sprees in a dressing room crying. I am 21 years old, and I do not want to settle on the fact that I may have to go to the WOMENS department for a plus size, just because I have a butt and boobs. I have a man in my life that loves me very much for who I am, and that should be enough; however, as an advertising major I look at women everyday that are by societies standards “perfect”.
Now being 21 years old you think that I would be over the thought of my size, because I want someone to notice me for my smarts and achievements rather than the tag that is in the back of my jeans that NO ONE will see, but it is not that easy. Especially when you have been told all of your life that you are beautiful, BUT you’re a plus size. Just more to love! Right? No. Growing up with friends who have always been shorter, smaller, and cutesier than I have has taken a toll on my esteem. I appear to be confident in the work place, because I am confident in my work…put me in a store and I revert back to that shy uncertain, crying child who can’t find her size and has been shopping for hours for one pair of jeans or a dress for formal. My mother has always been my rock, but even she is a size 5 and 5’6”, and by societies standards appropriately sized.
I know in my mind, and I give this advice to women all the time, LOVE WHO YOU ARE. Embrace what you have, and don’t worry about what you don’t. You have gotten this far in life without it. If women in Pop Culture can love their curves and want to fight for the love, then fine. BUT DO NOT LET SOMEONE PUT YOU DOWN JUST BECAUSE YOU DONT HAVE CURVES! There are so many women in the world that are skinny just as many as there are curvy. Love yourself, because once you love yourself, people will notice AND if you’re looking for a guy, one who is worthy of you will love you for you.
I don’t love my curves. But there are some women who do. If they can love their curves, then why can’t you love not having them?
Everyone is different. Everyone is special. Everyone is beautiful.
I have had to disaffiliate with my sorority, and it was one of the toughest decisions that I have ever made. I love my sisters, my sorority and everything it stands for; however, with working 2 jobs, being in a club that will help my future career, going to seminar workshops for my major, and having a full course load, it seemed that keeping up to par with my sisters was almost impossible. With the schedule that I have now, something would have had to give, and I did not want that to be my well being. My sisters understood this. They know that I love and support them still as a senior. I still see my sisters around campus, and a lot of them stop and chat with me for awhile. It is reassuring to have sisters who are kind hearted and welcoming still. However, on the flip side, there are some who do not want to acknowledge that I was a part of my sorority, even when they joined after I did…and some of them are in my Greek Family.
It is disappointing that I couldn’t stay with it, but I made a decision to leave my sorority at a good standard. I want my sisters to remember me as the sister who did everything, supported everyone, and was the best sister I could be. I want to put my heart and soul into my sorority, and if I could not do that, then it was best that I just take a knee and make the hard decision to disaffiliate.
I did not leave because I hated my sorority. I left because I love it.
I have never been a small girl. I am 5’9” and curvy. I have been ashamed of my size for years. No clothes fit right, and let me tell you I have spent many of shopping sprees in a dressing room crying. I am 21 years old, and I do not want to settle on the fact that I may have to go to the WOMENS department for a plus size, just because I have a butt and boobs. I have a man in my life that loves me very much for who I am, and that should be enough; however, as an advertising major I look at women everyday that are by societies standards “perfect”.
Now being 21 years old you think that I would be over the thought of my size, because I want someone to notice me for my smarts and achievements rather than the tag that is in the back of my jeans that NO ONE will see, but it is not that easy. Especially when you have been told all of your life that you are beautiful, BUT you’re a plus size. Just more to love! Right? No. Growing up with friends who have always been shorter, smaller, and cutesier than I have has taken a toll on my esteem. I appear to be confident in the work place, because I am confident in my work…put me in a store and I revert back to that shy uncertain, crying child who can’t find her size and has been shopping for hours for one pair of jeans or a dress for formal. My mother has always been my rock, but even she is a size 5 and 5’6”, and by societies standards appropriately sized.
I know in my mind, and I give this advice to women all the time, LOVE WHO YOU ARE. Embrace what you have, and don’t worry about what you don’t. You have gotten this far in life without it. If women in Pop Culture can love their curves and want to fight for the love, then fine. BUT DO NOT LET SOMEONE PUT YOU DOWN JUST BECAUSE YOU DONT HAVE CURVES! There are so many women in the world that are skinny just as many as there are curvy. Love yourself, because once you love yourself, people will notice AND if you’re looking for a guy, one who is worthy of you will love you for you.
I don’t love my curves. But there are some women who do. If they can love their curves, then why can’t you love not having them?
Everyone is different. Everyone is special. Everyone is beautiful.