I get it. I do. I had my wild 20’s too.
I understand that there’s something within you once you get to that age, the age of ultimate freedom that just wants to see how far you can push your limits. You want to see what you can do and you have the need to prove that you are simply awesome. I was there and without a doubt looking back now it was the most shameful period of my life. I would do anything to take it back, to erase time, to keep my kids from one day asking questions about that time period that I might have to truthfully answer. Then I thought I was unbreakable. Now I realize that I was actually crushed and in a land of dispair.
But the truth is that I sowed my wild oats in a time before the internet chronicled my life and I wasn’t a child star with millions of other kids looking up to me. The saddest thing is that you’re aware of the amount of young adults and children that idolize you and yet you choose to act in ways that promote nothing but vulgarity and being a thug.
You have the voice to tell young women to love their body for who they are instead of wearing nothing but plastic underwear on stage while grabbing your crotch.
You have the voice to tell young men to respect women for what they represent instead of waving your bottom in such a way that tells a man that this is what they should expect from a woman.
You have the voice to change your generation towards respecting relationships and yet you spend your time grinding your crotch on a married man’s crotch on stage while his wife watches (probably in horror) from below.
You have the voice and chance to speak louder than any of us ever will be able to speak. Yet you throw it out the window time after time without a thought of who you’re impacting negatively with only the thought of what great things you are doing in your own mind. You are no longer someone worthy of being looked up to and admired. You are trying so hard to fit in but for what? and with whom? What will all this gross sexuality and general disrespect for others bodies as well as your own achieve for you in the long run?
I really hope that you open your eyes and look around. Somewhere there’s a little girl that’s acting like you right now with perverted eyes watching them in joy and thinking lewd thoughts. Stop and think. Just stop and think.
My greatest hope for you is that you take time to look at what happens when sexuality goes wrong or is abused. I’m not asking you to be a nun or even be an angel on stage. But take the time to look into who is following you and what effect it’s having on them. Look into the eyes of a woman who was sexually abused because her attacker said she was acting too sexy and was just asking for it.
You are a walking billboard for a generation. Is this what you really want to look back in 20 years? Will you be proud to show these videos to your kids or grandkids one day? Being an artist is great but being someone that stands up for the youths of this country is even better.
You have a voice in more ways than one. Please use it wisely.
A mom who is heartbroken for you.
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