Why do we women purposefully hobble ourselves in the pursuit of beauty? I am wearing stiletto heels today, and even I don't fully understand why I find this necessary, but slight wobbling aside, I automatically feel more feminine in them.
We do this in so many ways: with eating disorders, with cosmetic surgery, with excessive exercising, with restrictive fashions, with unprotected sex and tolerance of abusive relationships...
I recognize that at times I am knowingly hobbling myself by not getting enough sleep, by not eating right, by not wearing warm enough clothing in cold weather, by giving in to OCD.
What is the cause of this self-destructive urge?
Why do we feel we must alter ourselves so drastically in order to feel worthwhile and loveable?
And why does society applaud us for our self-control and discipline when our obsessions with achievement and appearance take a destructive turn?
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