Posts tagged POC
Posts tagged POC
BODY POSITIVITY: PLEASE REBLOG!!! - (also trigger warning)
The past two weeks I participated in a body Image program for gay men. It was for the Psychology Dept. at my university and I really wanted to take part in it to broaden my horizons on this subject. The program was really amazing and for one of the”homework” exercises my group was asked to write a letter to an adolescent boy about pursuing the “ideal” body. I wrote mine so it could be gender neutral so I can include anyone going through this at a young age. My letter:
Life at this age can be very difficult when it should be fun, free and liberating. People your age can be quite harsh and society itself, through the media, can send mixed messages that can discourage you. Please realize that your body is a gift that you can call your own, so love it and cherish it the way you should. Once you learn to love your body you will soon be able to love yourself; and that is the greatest power that anybody could have. Don’t let anyone or anything tell you how you should look. If you ever want to change your image, do it for yourself and not for the outside world. The “perfect” bodies that you see in magazines are not at all perfect. Not only because they are manipulated and altered, but simply because the state of perfection is unachievable. To be perfect is to be devoid of all flaws. Since everybody has flaws, there is no such thing. It doesn’t exist. But you must learn to accept your flaws and love them because as much as people don’t say it: imperfection is true perfection. I wish someone could have given me encouraging words when I was a teenager because it was a truly hard time for a lot of people. But what I hope is that you take my words and heed them because it really does get better.
Love your body. And love yourself.
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TW: BODY IMAGE, EATING DISORDER
Hey folks, my names Dany (introducingdany.tumblr.com) and i am a survivor of a severely disordered pattern of eating which I silently battled against for years. I am proud to say that negative body image that once bound me no longer has any hold on me. Help is real. Hope is real. Recovery is real. KEEP FIGHTING
[TRIGGER WARNING: EATING DISORDER AND BEHAVIOR]
Hello everyone! I am in the process of recovering from bulimia and body dysmorphic disorder. Before I graduated high school, I decided I really wanted to get help into fixing the way I see myself and my obsession with losing weight.
I moved for college where I met the most amazing group of friends I could have ever wished for and they have been so supportive on my track to recovery.
Granted, there are days where I will sit and cry about how I am not at a certain weight or why I am not a size 0. This journey has not been easy and has been filled with ups and downs.
When I do feel this way, I try to do things to make myself feel better. One of them is I set up my webcam and I treat myself to a photo session. I’m not sure why, but I feel so confident, if only for that second. I keep these pictures to remind myself that even if it was for a second, I felt confident and even attractive and sexy.
I am slowly starting to feel comfortable with my body and I can only hope that those reading this will soon too. I am leading a new Body Love Initiative group at my university in hopes to do the same around my campus.
Remember, the road to being comfortable with yourself isn’t easy but it is definitely worth it. <3 stop by if you ever want some support or just want to chat! My ask box is always open.
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!
March, 19, 2012 with Arturo David Hoyte
Anderson: On the red carpet for the Oscars last year you changed your look… kind of and it seemed to flip people out. People were writing about this, blogging about this. And Gabby at the Olympics recently, when she did really well I saw people commenting about her hair and stuff. I just thought it really odd that people notice this so much. Do you find it strange that people comment on how you appear so much?
My name is Felicia, I am 26 years old and I am from California. All my life I’ve been different looking. Firstly it was because of my lazy eye. I often got made fun of for it. Then when I was 11 I started my period and gained a lot of weight. Add to that my thyroid gland decided it wanted to act up and I gained even more weight. Every since then I knew I was different, I started to get teased for my size as well. Even then, I didn’t really think I was that unattractive. Only when people pointed out that I was fat. I use to cry a lot and envy my sisters for being thin. I have 4 sisters, all of them beautiful and then. Why wasn’t I blessed with their beauty? Why did I have to be the fat one? Year round I would wear jackets or sweaters, so no one would see my figure. I started to discover myself in high school and decide who I wanted to be in high school. During a Black History month performance, this big woman performed Maya Angelou’s “Still I rise” It spoke to me more than any other poem I’ve heard before. “You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise.” That is my favorite line from the poem. Every since then, I’ve tried to walk with my head held up high. People can talk, I will let them talk, I may even fall, but I always get back up. It took me a few years, but I am finally learning to accept who I am. I am 5’2 293lbs. I have a lazy eye and my skin isn’t perfect, but you know what? Nobody is perfect! I need to start living up to my own standards. What matter is what I think. It is okay to be different! I am fierce, intelligent and I can sing like an angel! I am awesome. I love my body!
You can find me here, I love meeting new people http://falulu.tumblr.com/
I’m getting used to the fact that I will probably always be fat - and that’s perfectly fine with me. I’m accepting that I’m still gorgeous, and that my beauty is enhanced by the jiggling of my thighs and the rolls on my back. I’M A BODY LOVING WARRIOR.
I’m the one in the blue pants. Ive always been underweight. I was born with a heart condition and the medicine I take for it decreases my appetite, and I have a naturally fast metabolism. I’ve been a size 0-2 (depending on the store/brand) I still get judged for being so thin. People constantly ask me if I ever eat, they tell me i need to gain weight as if I already didn’t know
In middle school during lunch one day, some one threw a half eaten cheese burger at my table. Then thew a piece of paper that said “learn to eat bitch.” I’ve never been the kind of person that can eat a lot of food in one sitting. I eat as much as I can through out the day. In fact, in middle school, I had to eat something every hour because of medicine and the side effects being dizziness. Long story short, I’ve always been very thin and judged and ridiculed for it.
My best friend is next to me. In elementary and middle school she was always chubby. She was called fat and teased relentlessly. In high school the weight started coming off, she ate healthy and exercised and was on her churches basket ball team. By 10th grade she lost a lot of weight, she was a size 3. With stress in school and other elements she gained weight again. Her wight has always fluctuated but she was always content with her body and people would call her coincided. though she isn’t, shes just confident.
I wish people would just stop body shaming others, I wish everyone was comfortable in their own skin. There is no such thing as ‘the perfect body’
Perfection is a lie.
My name is Jessica, and I can officially and happily say that I am fully recovered from suffering of anorexia for a little bit over two years.
For around 730 days of my life, I hated every bit of me. I hated my skin color, my body, my face, my voice, my hair…. And for what reason? Because a bunch of good for nothings made me feel like I wasn’t worthy to live because I was fat, Black, had a deep voice for a girl, and my hair was natural.
But, for in another 730 days, I realized that I AM worthy of living because of all those things. I pushed away all my self-loathing thoughts away and replaced them with loving praises of myself from my own point of view and others. It took me nearly that amount of time to be comfortable enough to look in the mirror without crying. I jumped on the wagon of self acceptance, love, and happiness of recovery from my anorexia, and even though the road was bump and I fell off a few times, I got right back on and kept going.
I reached the light a month ago, when I had a sudden realization that I am a beautiful human being, no matter what my body size is or the color of my skin. Sticks and stones may break my bones but disgusting, jealous fucks who try to bring me down won’t hurt me ever again.
We’re all beautiful, and we don’t need One Direction to let us know that! Cherish what you have as a person and that you are the only you in the ENTIRE universe! Flaunt your inner self and if people don’t like it, fuck ‘em! You only need you, yourself, and YOU.
A great article for allies and QPOC. The article examines experiences from different angles and perspectives, with intro terms to folks new to these topics. Pass it along!
This is my first video :) There aren’t any captions on this but here a run down of what this is all about:
Resolutions for the new year:
- Self care as a large part of self preservation including: continuing to battle for my right to exams, doctors who are competent, specialists…. Not feeling guilty about taking care of myself… Remembering to honor my own body… Giving myself love like I would to anyone I care deeply about
- Being Honest. Honesty with myself and with others…only keeping those I can be fully honest about my body and my entire being with. Honesty as a way not to internalize isolation or damaging views on my own self worth as a person with chronic illness.
- Continuing on with my small business but also involving others in it for help and expansion.
- Community - surrounding myself with POC with disabilities/chronic illness, QPOC, general chronically ill community…on the internet and in person.
- Final point: Fuck the idea that if you are not ~independent~ you are unworthy as a person. Remember this and not forgetting that interdependence and community is beautiful. It is not damaging or makes you less worthy as an individual.
*Special thanks to Fabian Romero who inspired this with their awesome resolutions video posted recently
‘No other group in America has so had their identity socialized out of existence as have black women… When black people are talked about the focus tends to be on black men; and when women are talked about the focus tends to be on white women.’- Bell Hooks
The name’s Chase, 18, half Native American (Tsimshian, Coast Salish, Musqueam Nation)
Pre-everything, only recently started to transition… I found a therapist, and a group, and have to come out to my family… My friends are all aware, and supportive, but, of course, there’s still the close-minded family to worry about…
From British Columbia, Canada.
Message me, I love to meet new people, and I think it’d be cool to get a few trans or ally friends~
keep calm, and wear less clothes.