Lately, I have had such a hard time writing here. It's ridiculous. I feel like it's impossible to verbalize my feelings into words. But I'll do what I can.
What if a person had lived their whole life without ever opening their eyes? Not even once?
What if they had lived years without seeing anything? No sunsets, no waterfalls, no magazine models, no commercials, no shooting stars, no celebrities, nothing?
What if they opened their eyes one day? For the first time ever?
What what they find beautiful?
Would it be the bleach blonde, plump-lipped, full chested movie stars? The display of colors in the sky when the sun is starting to rise? Or maybe the newborn baby, wrapped in a fresh blanket and sleeping peacefully?
We think things are beautiful because we are told to. From the day we first open our eyes, it's shoved into our faces. Television, billboards, the radio, magazines, even storybooks. "The beautiful princess had long golden hair and big blue eyes and a size zero waist." From the barbies and G.I. Joes we're given when we are young to the movies and the songs we listen to when we are growing up...we have been given an image of what beauty is, and been forced, unconsciously, to conform.
I can't help but think that the person who never opened their eyes, having no sense of sight and what things look like or appear to be, would see things completely different than us. Having no past experiences with vision, I'd think that they would think the kindest, cheerfullest, friendliest people the most beautiful. If they had a little extra weight, or crooked teeth, or acne on their face, or a disproportionate nose, I am convinced that this person would believe from the bottom of their heart that were stunningly beautiful. Their appearance wouldn't even play a card in their opinion.
Why are we so lied to? We've forgotten. And I'm tired of it.
