In our house, it’s a battle for the ugly and undesirable. Not for who gets it, but who takes it. It’s a way we show each other love, by giving the other person the prettier food, the better seat, the comfier pillow.
It works for us because we have a balance in “taking the ugly banana”. We both gun for it; it’s not just one of us constantly sacrificing the best. And we accept it when we lose - giving in and taking the pretty banana.
It can be easy for this balance to get out of whack and you end up taking the ugly banana all the time. You give and sacrifice the best to someone – a friend, a colleague or job, a lover – without them doing the same for you.
Watch your balance. Accept it when someone offers you the pretty, the better, the comfier. Keep the better part for yourself if the other person hasn’t given in a while. You deserve to enjoy the best.
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What I see: Drive, physical strength, and endurance.
“Stomach stomach sticking out, how I want to cut you out”
– start of a journal entry, circa 1994
Flip through family pictures and you’ll see I rocked a belly from the moment I was born. Pictures of me jumping into a pool at Disney World when I was six, round little tummy leading the way. Frog jumping contest, t-shirt snug against me as I whack the mat behind my bullfrog. Year after year, picture after picture. That tummy stands out to me like a beacon.
The panties stretch so you have some wiggle room if you don’t know the exact size