I am 14-years-old, 5'8, and 185 pounds. The only pants that fit over my thighs are outdated and torn. I've been an awkward kid my whole life, but now I am a teenager with braces, butterfly clips and I feel obese. It is hard. I try my best to ignore the fact that I don't look like everyone else, but still pray every night for a better body so that I might have a boyfriend other than "Chad," my fictional lover "from the city."
In real life, I was able to appeal this decision, but with you, we cannot click on an "appeal" tab. And since I am a feminist, I cannot stop myself from noticing male chests circulating all over your site without consequence and receive your narrow-minded precepts like a discriminatory slap in the face. Is Facebook chauvinistic?
Mothers who are entrepreneurs have been around for ages. Within the last few years, the name "mompreneur" has been in heavy rotation by mom entrepreneurs everywhere. This title is so catchy because it is concise, yet it speaks volumes in regards to our priorities, which are our children first and business second.