Making ProgressFor me, the process of allowing myself to be in my natural state is all a mental game. I have to psych myself into it. So I'm taking a lot of steps to support myself. I've been listening to people who love hairy women, thinking about all the open and accepting people I have in my life, spending time admiring my hair, loving my puppies who don't give a s**t what I look like, and thinking about all the people who do not follow social customs and march to the beats of their own drums. I've been thinking about supportive words I've heard or been hearing- a past boyfriend told me, "You're supposed to be hairy, that's your look, you're exotic." Another one told me, "It's okay if you don't shave, I'll still eat your *****." I see lots of older men who adore pubic hair, and I get inspired when I see younger ones too. I have a gay male friend named Jake who is coming back into my life soon whom I know would support me. I'm looking forward to spending a greater portion of my time with people who support my dreams. I think about all the people who tend to support hairiness, like hippies, and certain cultures and religions, and feminists, lesbians.
I'm not abnormally hairy, I'm just on the hairier side of the scale, being Arabic, Hispanic, and Italian. I just want to be me and thrive. No more alterations in order to accept myself. I want to look in the mirror and smile and know that this is me. It's about feeling beautiful and free. It's about seeing beauty in all conditions. It's about expressing to the world that I accept me. It's about supporting the uniqueness that is me. It's about waking up in the morning and life being easy and going with the flow.
It was so great to go to a nude beach this week with my stubbly legs, pubic hair, treasure trail, and pits, in full sunlight, and know that I'm getting closer to my goal. I'm feeling good about my nipple hair and my light chest hair, which is longer than just stubble, and of course my ever-glorious arm hair, and my soft facial hair. I had plenty of admirers. One woman said that my face is so beautiful and that she really admired my feminine figure and that I am "hot." Her husband said I am very pretty. I was with my boyfriend and it was great to have him see others admiring me. My boyfriend has always been surrounded by women who shave, so I'm letting him get used to the sheer visuals of seeing a woman this way. I have been focusing on appreciating the support and love I receive, while generating feelings of love from self and from God/Source. This way I don't have to rely on others accepting me in order to feel love. I have made a decision that I will disregard any feedback I notice that is not from a place of love. Everyone is worthy of love, and if there is any evidence that seems otherwise, then it is coming from a place of insecurity or misalignment, and it's not worth taking to heart. And I can always focus on giving love regardless of what anyone throws my way.