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I hated my body for six years and maintained an irrational fear of weight gain for four.  It’s time that I turn that around completely.  I have gained weight and continue to do so as I recover from my eating disorder, but just because society views weight gain as a bad thing doesn’t mean that it is.  Just because society retouches fat and skinny models doesn’t mean I’m not already perfect, at any size or stage of recovery.
I will love every aspect of my body for what it does for me and how it allows me to embrace the freedoms of life.  I will love the clothes that I wear no matter their sizes.  I won’t let society hold me back from claiming my space in this world as MINE.. and taking shameless selfies in my favorite shirt and underwear.  Lastly, I will be unapologetically real.  #AerieREAL
Love me; don’t retouch me. xx
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I hated my body for six years and maintained an irrational fear of weight gain for four.  It’s time that I turn that around completely.  I have gained weight and continue to do so as I recover from my eating disorder, but just because society views weight gain as a bad thing doesn’t mean that it is.  Just because society retouches fat and skinny models doesn’t mean I’m not already perfect, at any size or stage of recovery.

I will love every aspect of my body for what it does for me and how it allows me to embrace the freedoms of life.  I will love the clothes that I wear no matter their sizes.  I won’t let society hold me back from claiming my space in this world as MINE.. and taking shameless selfies in my favorite shirt and underwear.  Lastly, I will be unapologetically real.  #AerieREAL

Love me; don’t retouch me. xx

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TW ED
my eating disorder took over when i went off to college. since then, my weight has fluctuated by a substantial amount through bouts of restricting and binging. i’ve made myself sick. i’ve made people worried. and i’ve hated myself through six years of my life. 
it’s nuts to take a step back and realize: THIS SHIT IS STILL A PROBLEM. so i’m signed up for therapy. i’m practicing yoga to learn to love my body for it’s strength and beauty. and i’m learning to eat again.
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TW ED

my eating disorder took over when i went off to college. since then, my weight has fluctuated by a substantial amount through bouts of restricting and binging. i’ve made myself sick. i’ve made people worried. and i’ve hated myself through six years of my life. 

it’s nuts to take a step back and realize: THIS SHIT IS STILL A PROBLEM. so i’m signed up for therapy. i’m practicing yoga to learn to love my body for it’s strength and beauty. and i’m learning to eat again.

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I’m in recovery and it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. 
Today, though, for whatever reason, it doesn’t feel as overwhelming as usual. I feel happy and loved and in love. This is the body within which I experience those feelings. And that makes it worth celebrating as loudly and happily as possible.    
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I’m in recovery and it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. 

Today, though, for whatever reason, it doesn’t feel as overwhelming as usual. I feel happy and loved and in love. This is the body within which I experience those feelings. And that makes it worth celebrating as loudly and happily as possible.    

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Please don’t miss out on your life because you’re wasting your time thinking that you’re “too fat”, too skinny”, “too ugly”, ”too ________”
I’ve spent too much of my short 17 years despising my body and torturing it because i thought that id be happy once my body reached the ridiculous standards I placed on it.
Today is the day I start to love myself and REALLY love myself.
I am perfect and beautiful exactly the way I am and I am more than my body<33
(I dont have a tumblr so if you want to contact me for any reason, message me on fb [Syd Squid]- id love to talk to some of you c:)
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Please don’t miss out on your life because you’re wasting your time thinking that you’re “too fat”, too skinny”, “too ugly”, ”too ________”

I’ve spent too much of my short 17 years despising my body and torturing it because i thought that id be happy once my body reached the ridiculous standards I placed on it.

Today is the day I start to love myself and REALLY love myself.

I am perfect and beautiful exactly the way I am and I am more than my body<33

(I dont have a tumblr so if you want to contact me for any reason, message me on fb [Syd Squid]- id love to talk to some of you c:)

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Katrina, 18, large lady and loving it. I’ve always been insecure about my size, but sometimes I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror, and I love what I see, those are the moments that get me by.There was no effort taken to improve my appearance in this picture, that’s why I love it so. It was late. It’s real,it’s me.
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Katrina, 18, large lady and loving it. I’ve always been insecure about my size, but sometimes I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror, and I love what I see, those are the moments that get me by.There was no effort taken to improve my appearance in this picture, that’s why I love it so. It was late. It’s real,it’s me.

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"Don’t compromise yourself- you’re all that you’ve got."
Your body is not a steady size, it is not one shape.
It is not a list of accuracies, and inaccuracies.
It is not a set design; it does not stay in one mould.
Your body is a map, your body is a book; your body tells a tale.
Every inch speaks of a milestone, an event, an age. Every detail has meaning, every scar has a story, each mark holds a memory.
Understand your form, know it’s behaviour, appreciate it’s existence; thank it’s survival. But do not confuse it with the soul it bares. 
For you are more than a body can carry. You are precious, ambitious, and glorious.
No body can contain you, nobody can contain you.
The chains of the world will weigh you down, but your body shall never fail. The vast size of ignorance is unfathomable, but you are magnificent. 
Every hour of every day, the world pushes against you. This life tries to hold you down, exclaim that you are not good enough; squeeze you in to silent submission, shout that you must be small- quiet, un-noticable, nothing. Sit down- they’ll say, Silence, they’ll say.
But darling, expand.
Grow in to the full bodied person you were meant to be.
Strive to be happy, not to shrink.
Do not stay silent, be loud- be proud, do not hide yourself away.
For your stretch marks are signs that you have lived, your scars are acknowledgements of your struggles; body hair is a sign of life, and wrinkles contain wisdom beyond your wildest dreams.
Darling, do not be silenced.
Go strongly, lovingly, and be at one with yourself.
Accept yourself, for you are magnificent, and you are all that you&#8217;ve got.
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"Don’t compromise yourself- you’re all that you’ve got."

Your body is not a steady size, it is not one shape.

It is not a list of accuracies, and inaccuracies.

It is not a set design; it does not stay in one mould.

Your body is a map, your body is a book; your body tells a tale.

Every inch speaks of a milestone, an event, an age. Every detail has meaning, every scar has a story, each mark holds a memory.

Understand your form, know it’s behaviour, appreciate it’s existence; thank it’s survival. But do not confuse it with the soul it bares. 

For you are more than a body can carry. You are precious, ambitious, and glorious.

No body can contain you, nobody can contain you.

The chains of the world will weigh you down, but your body shall never fail. The vast size of ignorance is unfathomable, but you are magnificent. 

Every hour of every day, the world pushes against you. This life tries to hold you down, exclaim that you are not good enough; squeeze you in to silent submission, shout that you must be small- quiet, un-noticable, nothing. Sit down- they’ll say, Silence, they’ll say.

But darling, expand.

Grow in to the full bodied person you were meant to be.

Strive to be happy, not to shrink.

Do not stay silent, be loud- be proud, do not hide yourself away.

For your stretch marks are signs that you have lived, your scars are acknowledgements of your struggles; body hair is a sign of life, and wrinkles contain wisdom beyond your wildest dreams.

Darling, do not be silenced.

Go strongly, lovingly, and be at one with yourself.

Accept yourself, for you are magnificent, and you are all that you’ve got.

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Heyhi people. My name is Kayla and I just turned fifteen years old. I’m 5’10 and I weigh about 225. Yes, that’s overweight. Many generations of women in my family have struggled with their weight (my grandmother was 350+ until she started juicing several years ago, my mother has been a steady 400 my entire life, and I fear I’m following in their footsteps.) I love my family to death, I really do. But I’m worried about us. Not just them, but myself as well. They’ve taught me my entire life that food is good and you should enjoy eating. That food is meant to be used as a comfort. I’ve always been picked last in sports (besides basketball, but that’s because of my height), I can’t run in Phys Ed without having an emotional breakdown. I have severe social anxiety and I was diagnosed with depression at  the age of eleven. I’ve done a lot of things to hurt myself because I cannot stand my body. I’m covered in stretch marks, my hips are huge and my tummy is definitely there. It doesn’t help that I’m clumsy as hell and covered in scars.
Since the fifth grade I’ve gone to a uniform school, and I didn’t understand why I looked so different from the rest of the girls in their uniforms. Boys never wanted to flirt with me the way they did the other girls. In sixth grade there was a group of girls who decided to bully me because I had huge (36C is pretty big for a sixth grader) boobs and I didn’t tie up the back of my uniform with a hairtye like every other girl. It really got to me. I wanted to change, but I didn’t know how, so I went home an ate. I managed to grow four inches that year, which helped a little bit with the ‘fat’ image, but I still knew my weight and it constantly bothered me. Those bullies stayed with me and tortured me almost every day for three years.
I’m going to be a 10th grader this year at a new school (no uniforms) and I’ve discovered that boys can actually appreciate girls with bigger bodies. I had a boy that I had had a crush on since the sixth grade tell me last year at a dance, “Wow Kayla, you look absolutely stunning tonight…” because I was wearing a pretty dress that hugged me in all the right places. Something in that moment clicked for me, and since I’ve been learning to love myself. I’m not 100% there. Loving myself will always be a challenge for me, but I enjoy a challenge :)
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Heyhi people. My name is Kayla and I just turned fifteen years old. I’m 5’10 and I weigh about 225. Yes, that’s overweight. Many generations of women in my family have struggled with their weight (my grandmother was 350+ until she started juicing several years ago, my mother has been a steady 400 my entire life, and I fear I’m following in their footsteps.) I love my family to death, I really do. But I’m worried about us. Not just them, but myself as well. They’ve taught me my entire life that food is good and you should enjoy eating. That food is meant to be used as a comfort. 
I’ve always been picked last in sports (besides basketball, but that’s because of my height), I can’t run in Phys Ed without having an emotional breakdown. I have severe social anxiety and I was diagnosed with depression at  the age of eleven. I’ve done a lot of things to hurt myself because I cannot stand my body. I’m covered in stretch marks, my hips are huge and my tummy is definitely there. It doesn’t help that I’m clumsy as hell and covered in scars.

Since the fifth grade I’ve gone to a uniform school, and I didn’t understand why I looked so different from the rest of the girls in their uniforms. Boys never wanted to flirt with me the way they did the other girls. In sixth grade there was a group of girls who decided to bully me because I had huge (36C is pretty big for a sixth grader) boobs and I didn’t tie up the back of my uniform with a hairtye like every other girl. It really got to me. I wanted to change, but I didn’t know how, so I went home an ate. I managed to grow four inches that year, which helped a little bit with the ‘fat’ image, but I still knew my weight and it constantly bothered me. Those bullies stayed with me and tortured me almost every day for three years.

I’m going to be a 10th grader this year at a new school (no uniforms) and I’ve discovered that boys can actually appreciate girls with bigger bodies. I had a boy that I had had a crush on since the sixth grade tell me last year at a dance, “Wow Kayla, you look absolutely stunning tonight…” because I was wearing a pretty dress that hugged me in all the right places. Something in that moment clicked for me, and since I’ve been learning to love myself. I’m not 100% there. Loving myself will always be a challenge for me, but I enjoy a challenge :)

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I’ve never been very kind to my tummy. In fact for most of my life I’ve thoroughly hated it. I wasted years wishing it looked differently. I denied it nourishment hoping it would get smaller and flatter. I insulted and ignored it. Hoping one day it would live up to my unattainable expectations. I recently had been very sick because of my gallbladder, which I had to have out a little over a week ago (you can see the scars from my surgery on my stomach.) The whole ordeal has honestly made me appreciate what my stomach actually does for my body, and what would happen without it working properly. I had to go to the emergency room because at the worst of it I couldn’t eat or even drink anything without terrible pain. I want to give a public apology to my stomach. Its been a trooper and has put up with everything I’ve put it through. Its still working hard despite everything, and I’m going to appreciate it from now on. Not for something superficial like what it looks like, but for what it does. Its the way my body sustains itself, it gives me the energy to pursue my dreams, and fuels the vessel that carries out everything I do or will do in my life. I will give it the love and respect it deserves from now on.

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I’ve never been very kind to my tummy. In fact for most of my life I’ve thoroughly hated it. I wasted years wishing it looked differently. I denied it nourishment hoping it would get smaller and flatter. I insulted and ignored it. Hoping one day it would live up to my unattainable expectations. I recently had been very sick because of my gallbladder, which I had to have out a little over a week ago (you can see the scars from my surgery on my stomach.) The whole ordeal has honestly made me appreciate what my stomach actually does for my body, and what would happen without it working properly. I had to go to the emergency room because at the worst of it I couldn’t eat or even drink anything without terrible pain. I want to give a public apology to my stomach. Its been a trooper and has put up with everything I’ve put it through. Its still working hard despite everything, and I’m going to appreciate it from now on. Not for something superficial like what it looks like, but for what it does. Its the way my body sustains itself, it gives me the energy to pursue my dreams, and fuels the vessel that carries out everything I do or will do in my life. I will give it the love and respect it deserves from now on.

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So i thought i would talk about age issues.
Why dont you act your age, how old are you, and Jay your 31 years old are comments i hear on a weekly basis. These comments usually come about because i have done or said something a 31 year old is not allowed to say. Apparently when you hit 30 years of age there is a way society expects you to act. And sadly i dont fall into that expectation. So what are these expectations? Well it tends to be your typical nuclear family, husband, wife, two kids, preferably one boy and one girl. You will also have a secure full time job and have a mortgage on your first house. Your wife looking after the kids and keeping the house tidy. This is the along the same lines as what the conservatives want you to be like (see marriage tax break). This ideals are very old fashioned ans havent really evolved even though society has evolved. So why dont i fit into the ideal? I&#8217;m 31 years old, im technically single according to the forms (i have a girlfriend), i have no kids, i work part time, full time University student and i live at home with my mum and step-dad. If you didnt know my age you would think im 19 years old.
Then we have the maturity level of what a 30 year old should be like. When i was 29 myself and four friends were having a pub lunch, my friend had a coffee with two small chocolate pieces to accompany it, he used the first one to stir his coffee, he then got the second one out and started to stir again, i used the opportunity to slap his hand which made him drop the chocolate piece into his coffee, we both found this hilarious, my other friend turned round, looked at me with that disapproving mother look and said &#8220;Jay your nearly 30&#8221;. The issue i had with this was my actions hadn&#8217;t upset anyone, it didnt cause an argument and it achieved a few chuckles, whats the harm in that? Ahhh because i was at the time nearly 30.We are told way to much about how we should act any age not just 30, when it comes down to it act how you want to act, and if it means you are not hurting anyone in the process then why should it matter if you are 30 acting 19? We are individuals do hat you want to do. I will continue to put dice in peoples tea, i will continue to hide one shoe, i will always swap peoples pictures over, because thats me, and thats why you love me.
Feel free to visit my tumblr page www.jayyylord.tumblr.com
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So i thought i would talk about age issues.

Why dont you act your age, how old are you, and Jay your 31 years old are comments i hear on a weekly basis. These comments usually come about because i have done or said something a 31 year old is not allowed to say. Apparently when you hit 30 years of age there is a way society expects you to act. And sadly i dont fall into that expectation. So what are these expectations? Well it tends to be your typical nuclear family, husband, wife, two kids, preferably one boy and one girl. You will also have a secure full time job and have a mortgage on your first house. Your wife looking after the kids and keeping the house tidy. This is the along the same lines as what the conservatives want you to be like (see marriage tax break). This ideals are very old fashioned ans havent really evolved even though society has evolved. So why dont i fit into the ideal? I’m 31 years old, im technically single according to the forms (i have a girlfriend), i have no kids, i work part time, full time University student and i live at home with my mum and step-dad. If you didnt know my age you would think im 19 years old.

Then we have the maturity level of what a 30 year old should be like. When i was 29 myself and four friends were having a pub lunch, my friend had a coffee with two small chocolate pieces to accompany it, he used the first one to stir his coffee, he then got the second one out and started to stir again, i used the opportunity to slap his hand which made him drop the chocolate piece into his coffee, we both found this hilarious, my other friend turned round, looked at me with that disapproving mother look and said “Jay your nearly 30”. The issue i had with this was my actions hadn’t upset anyone, it didnt cause an argument and it achieved a few chuckles, whats the harm in that? Ahhh because i was at the time nearly 30.We are told way to much about how we should act any age not just 30, when it comes down to it act how you want to act, and if it means you are not hurting anyone in the process then why should it matter if you are 30 acting 19? We are individuals do hat you want to do. I will continue to put dice in peoples tea, i will continue to hide one shoe, i will always swap peoples pictures over, because thats me, and thats why you love me.

Feel free to visit my tumblr page www.jayyylord.tumblr.com

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TW: Sexual Abuse/Rape
Hi everyone.  My name is Scott, and I was sexually abused as a child. I have spent the past 7 years struggling with depression, guilt, low self-esteem, and intimacy issues.  Most people, including friends and family, have always been quick to stereotype me as a happy go-lucky &#8220;jock&#8221;.  This could not be any further from the truth.  For years, I have lied to everyone (including myself) by masking my pain and insecurities.    
Over the past year or so, I have taken a big step forward in the healing process.  Counseling sessions and discussing the abuse with others has really helped me A LOT.  It still is a day-to-day challenge, but I am in such a much better place now.  I have really begun embracing the self-love/body positive philosophies, and have acquired a much more positive self-image. It has been a long time since I have felt this good about myself.
The people and stories on this site are so inspirational.  I wanted to take a moment to share my story.  Please continue to love yourself. 
Feel free to message me at my tumblr below
http://evenflow1996.tumblr.com/
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TW: Sexual Abuse/Rape

Hi everyone.  My name is Scott, and I was sexually abused as a child. I have spent the past 7 years struggling with depression, guilt, low self-esteem, and intimacy issues.  Most people, including friends and family, have always been quick to stereotype me as a happy go-lucky “jock”.  This could not be any further from the truth.  For years, I have lied to everyone (including myself) by masking my pain and insecurities.    

Over the past year or so, I have taken a big step forward in the healing process.  Counseling sessions and discussing the abuse with others has really helped me A LOT.  It still is a day-to-day challenge, but I am in such a much better place now.  I have really begun embracing the self-love/body positive philosophies, and have acquired a much more positive self-image. It has been a long time since I have felt this good about myself.

The people and stories on this site are so inspirational.  I wanted to take a moment to share my story.  Please continue to love yourself. 

Feel free to message me at my tumblr below

http://evenflow1996.tumblr.com/

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