TRIGGER WARNING: Emotional Abuse
I’ve struggled with my body image ever since I was a young and overweight girl. My drunken dad used to call me and tell me I was fat and needed to lose weight. I was 12 at the time. Now I am 21 and slowly but surely gaining a positive outlook on my body and myself.
This is my stomach roll. The one thing that constantly keeps me coming back to self-hating. I used to tell myself it was just skin from losing so much weight from my childhood, but I have come to the conclusion that it doesn’t matter. This is me. I am beautiful. I do not look like a celebrity or a model. I don’t have to compare myself to anyone. Becoming a feminist and embracing these ideals has truly helped me come to this conclusion. I no longer blindly listen to what the media tells me is beautiful. I have a roll at the bottom of my stomach, but who the f*ck cares?
I’ve embraced yoga, exercise, and feminist thought in order to guide my journey into loving my body. Blogs like this are life changing, and I want to thank you all for giving me this amazing opportunity to finally confront my body and become okay with it.