Georgia.

I am going to do my best here to not be so incredibly appalled that I can’t finish this post.  But can we we PLEASE talk about the show More to Love? Please?  Before we begin, I know what you are thinking.  And you are right, I have no idea what those women are going through, and that is why this post will not revolve about what they say about their bodies, about health and exercise ( I know you expected that) or really anythign that involves appearance.  Shocking I know.  Because, although they are despereately trying to avoid pointing out that these girls are all plus sizes and curvy, drawing attention to their curves is the producers and the gentleman who thinks that he deserves a freaking gold medal, is their favorite thing to do.   So please if you have no tolerance for my thoughts on this show, my ranting, my rudeness, sarcasm, or jokes, then do not read ahead.  Just go here instead. If you are up for it, dive in.

I would like to say that I can rant about this because I too, have had my own eating issues.  Over-eating, under-eating, it’s all an issue.  Just because they show up different physically does not mean that they are two completely different worlds mentally.  So let’s begin by identifying the fact that when women (or men) who do not like themselves do not need someone telling them every minute of the day that they will finally be loved for who they are.  Please stop acting like you deserve a medal because you have decided that loving people of all sizes was something that you could do. Wow. Please remind me next time you come over so I can roll out the red carpet.  When you remind these women every minute that you are doing them a favor of loving them “just the way they are” you are doing them no favors. Because you do not love them (you just met them) and you are reminding them that they are different. Constantly.  By placing so much emphasis on ignoring it, you are drawing attention to it like fuel to a fire. Also, please continue to post their weight everytime they talk in the confidential room, because I bet that if you hadn’t informed everyone, they would have written it in sharpie on their forehead  as they cried about their insecurities.

Do we need to discuss the rings that are given out?  Really?  I dont care what size you are, a man giving a woman a diamond ring only to ask for it back to analyze if they actually want you to wear it and perhaps never let them have it back, is not a smart thing to do.  For starters, you are asking them to marry you. Yep, I said it.  But Bonnie, it’s not on the ring finger.  But does that matter?  Not really, because when you hear the women get the diamond ring and say, “he really loves me” then you know that the ring means a bit more to her than that ring she won at the quarter machine.  And speaking of teens, let us take notice of  the participant’s continual reference to childhood.  Fair enough.  Perhaps one really did get picked last and that was damaging, or maybe the first day of school really was the best day of your life, but in the upcoming episode, when you take them all to a fake prom, you just go overboard.  Too much.  Because all you are doing is taking their wounds from not being asked and your are perpetuating it by asking of them at once, not being a date to any of them, and telling them that they must live in the past to make the future a reality. Not to mention making them dress in an ugly dress that no one really wanted to wear in high school and no one really wants to wear again, especially at age 30.  Don’t complain to me when they being to act like high schoolers as well.

And by acting like highschoolers, I mean having a hard core crush that only sees the magic of prom. You are feeding their insecurities, giving them rings and reminding them of their insecurities while placing yourself as the saint of the world, only to then reject them at the end of the night.  Because, when you reject them, they don’t leave saying that they are thankful for this experience and that they learned that their size doesn’t matter, no they leave saying that they don’t know if they will ever find love because a person who said that they loved them for who they are, ended up not, and because you never knew them, guess what?  They think you only knew their size, and you rejected them because of it.  Sounds like the very reason they came on the show.  This is what we call a downward spiral.

So please, do all of us women a favor.  Don’t say you love them when you don’t, don’t remind us of our scars, and do not turn your back to us so that we can pat you on it for your good deeds.  And ladies?  Can we do otherwise as well?  Can we truly be a phoenix, rising up from the ash of our past, and prove to ourselves that the insecurities we held and still hold, are no match for the span of our wings or the wind that fuels it?  Coming from one who has been in the dark, out, and back, it’s our only hope.

But men, you are not helping them.  Or yourself. Ladies, when you are told that you are loved despite your issues, not as adornment to you, but as an ego boost to him, please tell that person that you appreciate his “charity” but that you can’t handle another mental case in addition to your own.  And then smoke a cigarette (insert your own ridiculous act of self-assertion)  and give him his freaking gold medal.