TO HELL with More to Love...

I had heard rumblings about a new reality show that was going to start soon. I knew IMMEDIATELY that I had no intention of watching it as it was a dating show featuring a man who would meet and potentially date/love/marry a full-figured woman. Now, some may think this was a novel idea as big women are beautiful too and certainly there are SOME men out there who may find them (us) attractive. I knew watching this would be a bad idea but my dear husband wanted to watch anyway. I was ravenously angry (and had a stomach bug too so I was already feeling wretched) but he seemed to think I was taking things too seriously...and so we watched. First off, there are lovely women on the show. The guy seems like a nice enough guy and he seemed more than ready to make-out with as many of them as he could in his quest to find "true love". But for each woman they would show her freaking height and weight every time they were on the camera. COME ON!!!!! This made me sick. They don't do anything like that on the other reality shows. I have never seen them flash a woman's IQ or history of venereal diseases stats on The Bachelor. What the hell do their heights and weights matter if this dude is attracted to them? And the really difficult part was that most of these beautiful women really loathe themselves. There was a 23 year old talking about how much she wants an everlasting, no holds barred love and she feels like this is her last chance...at the ripe ole age of 23! A 34 year old woman was terrified to go back to her hometown a loser and didn't know if she would be able to survive another heartbreak. Tell me, how is this healthy? My husband made the comment that it must really suck to be one of the five who went home the first night. He seemed to think these women would feel like the lowest of the low. How sad and very possibly true. You know, before me my husband never dated a "full-figured" woman. I have seen pictures of his ex-girlfriends and believe me, it made me question what the heck he was doing with me. But that is what real love is. I was never ready for real love until I learned to love myself. I realized that while learning to accept God's love and forgiveness for living a very poor lifestyle throughout my 20's, I could never really love a man unless I learned to love myself EXACTLY HOW I AM. I have to look in the mirror every now and then just to remind myself that if God loves me I am certainly worthy of love. I am sure this all sounds a little crass coming from a happily married woman. However, as much as I hate the show...it's "labeling" of the contestants seems pretty close to reality.