Time Travel

It seems like it would be nice to go back in time and enjoy the nonexistent societal pressures to be a twig. Women who had natural bodies, with no extra work put into them, were the beauty of society. What was natural was what was considered beauty. At the same time, it would be nice to go back and reconstruct the evolved cultural pressures inflicted on young women today. It would be nice to change the expectations into something more realistic and more self-fulfilling. There are always going to be norms and expectations placed on people by others, so why not  make them somewhat satisfying? But now that the pressures are already place, what can we do? I don't know. It seems impossible to do anything at all. This class has made me feel guilty about feeling guilty about having dessert or not exercising. I do not want to conform to the skewed norms of America, but I want to fit in and I want to feel good about myself. If others see me as looking good, won't I feel better? It never seems to work out that. Women usually still feel badly about themselves. It is a circle of doom and I cannot find a way out of it even though I know the negative effects of conforming to something that is so not natural.