Our mission: to love ourselves, every last inch! To support others, help build positive self esteem! This is The Body Peace Revolution!

This is a place of encouragement, a place to talk about body image, a place for feeling beautiful. No matter what you look like, what color, what gender, what size or however many "flaws", healthy, not healthy, working on it, we are all human, we all deserve to be happy, we all deserve to love ourselves. With this blog you will see all kinds of REAL bodies, REAL people, REAL stories.

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stopchasingclouds:

fullbodiedlovin:

Hey there lovely followers, 
I was on Sunrise in Australia this morning and I think I actually did a halfway decent job. So if you’re looking for an explanation of my post or a fun image of me rambling. Here you go!

BRIT BABY! THIS IS AMAZING! YOU’RE SUCH A SWEETHEART AND I’M SO GLAD TO BE ON THIS JOURNEY WITH YOU!

prettysickart:

PrettySickArt #100: Fairy GodMother
Name: KrisAge: 62Has: Seasonal Affective Disorder, Childhood Polio Survivor, Post-Polio Syndrome.
If you ever find yourself scrolling through PSA, thanking your lucky stars (or even me) that it exists… there’s someone else you should be thanking too.  She’s our 100th illustration, and someone near and dear to me.  Kris is, in fact, my godmother.  She was a close friend of my adoptive parents before I was even born, and has known me my whole life. 
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In 2007, as I faced unemployment (yet again) she invited me to come live with her and it was easily one of the best decisions either of us have ever made.  Aside from sharing the same strange sense of humor, Kris is easily one of the most kind and generous people i’ve known in my life.  
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Without her constant and unfailing support, PSA wouldn’t even exist.  I know she never planned to spend her retirement years being caretaker to her 32 year old goddaughter, but she does it with endless grace and love and she is constantly surprising me with her patience.
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Kris had polio as a child, during the first big vaccination rollout, and as a result has had several surgeries, skin grafts, and complications with her left foot.  She has never once let any of that keep her down.  Constantly putting others before herself, Kris is a blessing to any and all who are lucky enough to be her friends, and she is a veritable St. Francis when it comes to animal rescue and care.  
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Our house is filled with cats and dogs and laughter and positivity- but also honesty and safety and the freedom to be realistic and open about our individual challenges.
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She asked, several weeks ago, if she could be my 100th illustration, but in truth- she will always really be #1.  Without her none of this would be possible and I am thankful every day that I have a godmother who has chosen to take her title so seriously.  There’s a reason I call her Big Mama or even better:  My Fairy Godmother.

prettysickart:

PrettySickArt #100: Fairy GodMother

Name: Kris
Age: 62
Has: Seasonal Affective Disorder, Childhood Polio Survivor, Post-Polio Syndrome
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If you ever find yourself scrolling through PSA, thanking your lucky stars (or even me) that it exists… there’s someone else you should be thanking too.  She’s our 100th illustration, and someone near and dear to me.  Kris is, in fact, my godmother.  She was a close friend of my adoptive parents before I was even born, and has known me my whole life. 

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In 2007, as I faced unemployment (yet again) she invited me to come live with her and it was easily one of the best decisions either of us have ever made.  Aside from sharing the same strange sense of humor, Kris is easily one of the most kind and generous people i’ve known in my life.  

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Without her constant and unfailing support, PSA wouldn’t even exist.  I know she never planned to spend her retirement years being caretaker to her 32 year old goddaughter, but she does it with endless grace and love and she is constantly surprising me with her patience.

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Kris had polio as a child, during the first big vaccination rollout, and as a result has had several surgeries, skin grafts, and complications with her left foot.  She has never once let any of that keep her down.  Constantly putting others before herself, Kris is a blessing to any and all who are lucky enough to be her friends, and she is a veritable St. Francis when it comes to animal rescue and care.  

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Our house is filled with cats and dogs and laughter and positivity- but also honesty and safety and the freedom to be realistic and open about our individual challenges.

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She asked, several weeks ago, if she could be my 100th illustration, but in truth- she will always really be #1.  Without her none of this would be possible and I am thankful every day that I have a godmother who has chosen to take her title so seriously.  There’s a reason I call her Big Mama or even better:  My Fairy Godmother.

writemepoetry:

"i will paint my own selfies until I die", by me

(please don’t remove credit )

stopchasingclouds:

Just had the most inspirational cab ride of my life you guys.
Tonight I was coming home from work late, it’s nearly 1:45am when I’m writing this. My cab driver was a sweet older man who decided to open up and share his views on my ride home and I loved every minute of it and he had a beautiful message that I thought deserved to be shared- even if it were just to a couple people on a girls blog.
His name was Mr.Mohammad and he said:
"In this world we are surrounded by people with plastic hearts my dear, people who do and say whatever they are told, who are following traditions that may have had good intentions before but are now clouded by the greed, hate, ignorance that fills this world. We are told that emotions aren’t good, they aren’t pleasurable, they aren’t beautiful. This my dear is wrong, if you love- you LOVE, feel it all do not grow a plastic heart…. Let it hurt when it is sad, and bitter and lonely, so that when you experience happiness you understand the wonder of it and can appreciate every moment because you’ve felt the pain of the world without it. We are human, we are flesh and blood, don’t let anyone tell you different, we work day in and out to only be told we do not matter- I tell you my girl you matter and I matter and we will not become plastic.
If you love, you LOVE.”
- Stop Chasing Clouds

If you love, you LOVE. START A REVOLUTION AND START LOVING YOUR BODIES!

stopchasingclouds:

Just had the most inspirational cab ride of my life you guys.

Tonight I was coming home from work late, it’s nearly 1:45am when I’m writing this. My cab driver was a sweet older man who decided to open up and share his views on my ride home and I loved every minute of it and he had a beautiful message that I thought deserved to be shared- even if it were just to a couple people on a girls blog.

His name was Mr.Mohammad and he said:

"In this world we are surrounded by people with plastic hearts my dear, people who do and say whatever they are told, who are following traditions that may have had good intentions before but are now clouded by the greed, hate, ignorance that fills this world. We are told that emotions aren’t good, they aren’t pleasurable, they aren’t beautiful. This my dear is wrong, if you love- you LOVE, feel it all do not grow a plastic heart…. Let it hurt when it is sad, and bitter and lonely, so that when you experience happiness you understand the wonder of it and can appreciate every moment because you’ve felt the pain of the world without it. We are human, we are flesh and blood, don’t let anyone tell you different, we work day in and out to only be told we do not matter- I tell you my girl you matter and I matter and we will not become plastic.

If you love, you LOVE.”

- Stop Chasing Clouds

If you love, you LOVE. START A REVOLUTION AND START LOVING YOUR BODIES!

Hello everyone!
I’m not a native speaker so please be nice and if I’m doing mistakes tell me, always is good to learn.
I’ve been following this blog for two months. I found it because I was searching for girls who feel insecure like me and reading everything you post here is amazing.
Finally I’m brave enough to write something myself, I created this account just for doing it. I’m going to tell you, feel insecure when everybody around you think that you are self-confident is not easy.
I don’t like to talk about myself but sometimes I need that someone hears me. I would like it to be here because girls who read and post in this blog are really nice, beautiful and brave.
My insecurities began when I was 10, I’m curvy and beacuse of that people used to tell me that I should control my weigth because I was too young for being fat. When I grow up I got my bras, and they grew a lot, so I got stretch marks that really anoyed me. Then stretch marks appear in a lot of parts of my body - Like boobs, hips and legs - I felt terrible.
Never had a boyfriend even when some boys where really nice and I like them. I was really insecure and even if they had things for me I denied it all and thought that nobody could love me because of my body.
Reading this girl’s experiences makes me feel stronger, better, like I can rule the world. Because I don’t have to be skinny, fat, black, white, tall or short for being a good person. I’m beautiful I know it, the stretch marks don’t make me ugly, they are just part of me.
Sometimes it’s hard to accept yourself but when you do it and love yorself as well, the feeling is just amazing. Tell every girl you know that she is beautiful everytime you can. That’s something that we need sometimes.
Now, everyday I look at myself in the mirror and give myself a smile because that’s how good things starts. Maybe sometimes I look at my body and feel wrong, but then I think about how other really good things I have are so beautiful that in fact nothing in myself is wrong.
I hope I’m brave enough to take a picture of myself next time. Love you girls, thanks for everything!
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

Hello everyone!

I’m not a native speaker so please be nice and if I’m doing mistakes tell me, always is good to learn.

I’ve been following this blog for two months. I found it because I was searching for girls who feel insecure like me and reading everything you post here is amazing.

Finally I’m brave enough to write something myself, I created this account just for doing it. I’m going to tell you, feel insecure when everybody around you think that you are self-confident is not easy.

I don’t like to talk about myself but sometimes I need that someone hears me. I would like it to be here because girls who read and post in this blog are really nice, beautiful and brave.

My insecurities began when I was 10, I’m curvy and beacuse of that people used to tell me that I should control my weigth because I was too young for being fat. When I grow up I got my bras, and they grew a lot, so I got stretch marks that really anoyed me. Then stretch marks appear in a lot of parts of my body - Like boobs, hips and legs - I felt terrible.

Never had a boyfriend even when some boys where really nice and I like them. I was really insecure and even if they had things for me I denied it all and thought that nobody could love me because of my body.

Reading this girl’s experiences makes me feel stronger, better, like I can rule the world. Because I don’t have to be skinny, fat, black, white, tall or short for being a good person. I’m beautiful I know it, the stretch marks don’t make me ugly, they are just part of me.

Sometimes it’s hard to accept yourself but when you do it and love yorself as well, the feeling is just amazing. Tell every girl you know that she is beautiful everytime you can. That’s something that we need sometimes.

Now, everyday I look at myself in the mirror and give myself a smile because that’s how good things starts. Maybe sometimes I look at my body and feel wrong, but then I think about how other really good things I have are so beautiful that in fact nothing in myself is wrong.

I hope I’m brave enough to take a picture of myself next time. Love you girls, thanks for everything!

BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

You’re relationship with yourself is exactly alike and simultaneously completely unique from any other relationship you have and will have in your life. There are good days, when you are so in love that you can hardly see the scars, and then there are bad days when you’re not sure what to believe about yourself.
The key, I believe, is to recognize what are healthy practices for you. Finding the things that will nurture and grow you, and also acknowledging that what is toxic cannot stay. 
You will always be with yourself. Cultivate this relationship into a happy partnership. Make this worth your while. 
Today is a good day with myself. 
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

You’re relationship with yourself is exactly alike and simultaneously completely unique from any other relationship you have and will have in your life. There are good days, when you are so in love that you can hardly see the scars, and then there are bad days when you’re not sure what to believe about yourself.

The key, I believe, is to recognize what are healthy practices for you. Finding the things that will nurture and grow you, and also acknowledging that what is toxic cannot stay. 

You will always be with yourself. Cultivate this relationship into a happy partnership. Make this worth your while. 

Today is a good day with myself. 

BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

On the left photo, I was thinking I was happy as I was, but I truly hated my body, it was not my own best friend. On the middle one, it was better, I had just started to understand what my body was trying to say to me for so long “love yourself just as you are”.On the right one, I can stay that I’m happy in every sense of the term, I love my body with its flaws because nobody can be perfect. We have to love who we are, we have just one body for our all life, we have to accept the fact that we are beautiful inside and out. Trust me, you will be so much happier with this in your mind, be kind to yourself, to your body, it deserves the best.
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BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

On the left photo, I was thinking I was happy as I was, but I truly hated my body, it was not my own best friend. 
On the middle one, it was better, I had just started to understand what my body was trying to say to me for so long “love yourself just as you are”.
On the right one, I can stay that I’m happy in every sense of the term, I love my body with its flaws because nobody can be perfect. We have to love who we are, we have just one body for our all life, we have to accept the fact that we are beautiful inside and out. Trust me, you will be so much happier with this in your mind, be kind to yourself, to your body, it deserves the best.

romie-we-deserve-love.tumblr.com

BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

'Get your arse out, mate': we turn the tables on everyday sexism – video

warriorabigail:

lovehealthlift:

I CAN’T

I quite like this. But it misses out one fundamental thing.

The situations in this video never escalate. Causal sexism is a daily encounter for almost every woman. But what about causal sexist violence. Like if a guy said to a girl “those trousers would look better on my floor” and a girl replied “I don’t think so” the situation more often than not escalates, to calling the woman a slut or a whore or a bitch, or becoming hostile and threatening.

This video doesn’t show why it’s truly terrifying to live in a world that promotes sexism, because refusal to buy into it can and will end in violence.