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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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!
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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!

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Greedy 3rd submission! I just love all you gorgeous people and all the support we show each other! This self love journey isn’t a smooth one but I’m getting there and you will too :)
UK Size 14 and proud!
Follow and chat to me! I love making new friends :D
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Greedy 3rd submission! I just love all you gorgeous people and all the support we show each other! This self love journey isn’t a smooth one but I’m getting there and you will too :)

UK Size 14 and proud!

Follow and chat to me! I love making new friends :D

acciopositivity.tumblr.com

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Trigger warning: mentions ED; weightSecond submission, this time the photo is recent.This is me, cellulite and all. I’m a US size 16 and I am about 5’9”. The reason I mention this is because I’ve come to realize over the years that a size ‘x’ can look very, very different depending on your height, weight and where your body decides to store fat. It changes from person to person and no two people really emphasize the size category the same way.With that said, that means that your pants size (or shirt size) should not be indicative of who you are, whether or not you have worth and whether or not you find love or happiness. Lots of us get so hung up on that number.. or the number on the scale that we constantly damage ourselves from the time we are young all the way into old age.And I don’t know about a lot of you fine people, but I don’t want to spend my time being phobic of my scale, food, or a clothing store. I want to live life for me. I want to go outside and appreciate what I see without constantly judging it or comparing it to other things.So yes, I’m not American society’s ideal woman, but you know what? I don’t care. Ideals are ideals because they are rarely attainable and I don’t want to spend my life trying to be what I cannot. I’ve been down the ED road before and I have to say, it wasn’t pleasant. And in the end, I just looked really. really ill.And I have stretchmarks (from both weight loss/gain and pregnancy), my stomach may not be what you are bombarded with in magazines and in television. I have cellulite on my legs and butt and I have less than toned arms. But you know what? I don’t care anymore.Those are just things. Cellulite is just that. Cellulite. Stretchmarks are indicative of growth in my body. Visible proof that I carried another life in me as well. They are just a genetic trait I ended up with. Nothing more. I could choose to look at them as disfiguring, but when I do that, I only damage myself. So I choose not to do that. I choose to look at the cellulite on my legs and butt as my body’s way of telling me that’s where it wants to store fat in the winter (or whenever I go long periods of time with inactivity). I just more or less shrug now when I realize I’m not that ‘perfect’ hourglass shape most women my age want to be. Because you know what? That’s not my body. And I shouldn’t shame myself or be shamed because of it. My body can do so much and I only get the one.So I choose to work on my personality and be more positive for myself and my family. I would hate to have my son see how I viewed (and still struggle with viewing) my body. I want him to have healthy attitudes about and toward people and himself. Live for today, look toward the future.
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Trigger warning: mentions ED; weight

Second submission, this time the photo is recent.

This is me, cellulite and all. I’m a US size 16 and I am about 5’9”. The reason I mention this is because I’ve come to realize over the years that a size ‘x’ can look very, very different depending on your height, weight and where your body decides to store fat. It changes from person to person and no two people really emphasize the size category the same way.

With that said, that means that your pants size (or shirt size) should not be indicative of who you are, whether or not you have worth and whether or not you find love or happiness.

Lots of us get so hung up on that number.. or the number on the scale that we constantly damage ourselves from the time we are young all the way into old age.

And I don’t know about a lot of you fine people, but I don’t want to spend my time being phobic of my scale, food, or a clothing store. I want to live life for me. I want to go outside and appreciate what I see without constantly judging it or comparing it to other things.

So yes, I’m not American society’s ideal woman, but you know what? I don’t care. Ideals are ideals because they are rarely attainable and I don’t want to spend my life trying to be what I cannot. I’ve been down the ED road before and I have to say, it wasn’t pleasant. And in the end, I just looked really. really ill.

And I have stretchmarks (from both weight loss/gain and pregnancy), my stomach may not be what you are bombarded with in magazines and in television. I have cellulite on my legs and butt and I have less than toned arms. But you know what? I don’t care anymore.

Those are just things. Cellulite is just that. Cellulite. Stretchmarks are indicative of growth in my body. Visible proof that I carried another life in me as well. They are just a genetic trait I ended up with. Nothing more. I could choose to look at them as disfiguring, but when I do that, I only damage myself. So I choose not to do that. I choose to look at the cellulite on my legs and butt as my body’s way of telling me that’s where it wants to store fat in the winter (or whenever I go long periods of time with inactivity).

I just more or less shrug now when I realize I’m not that ‘perfect’ hourglass shape most women my age want to be. Because you know what? That’s not my body. And I shouldn’t shame myself or be shamed because of it. My body can do so much and I only get the one.

So I choose to work on my personality and be more positive for myself and my family. I would hate to have my son see how I viewed (and still struggle with viewing) my body. I want him to have healthy attitudes about and toward people and himself.

Live for today, look toward the future.

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NSFW 18+: I love this body: A Letter of Promises.
Body, 
I love you. 
I danced in you and with you for the last 15 years. I’m sorry I’ve kept you from that movement for the past two. I really wanted to keep going, but I was so sure that the girls on the dance team would make fun of you, and I wanted to spare you that. Yet I can feel your feet twitch and legs shutter when there’s a song we know. And I promise: We will dance again. 
I’ve hiked, and rafted, and ran, and climbed with you, I have showed you adventure and adrenaline and you have showed me what it is to be fearless and strong. And I promise: I will take you to new places if you promise to get me there. 
We’ve cried- a lot. But every time, I remembered to spread the tears over your broken skin because salt heals. And I promise: I never cry because of you- you are my beauty and I will never be ashamed or sad because of you. 
I love the way you move when we are alone, half naked and unafraid to move how it feels good to move, to finally stretch out that one back muscle that is always so tense. And when I catch a glimpse in the mirror my first thought is always pride. You are magnificent. And I promise: I will always give you this time, alone with just me, half naked and unafraid. 
Body, I know I have never shared you with anyone, and that maybe you feel unwanted. You remain untouched by any one else, and I’m sorry that I alone can’t make you orgasm, but I have tried and tried and I just can’t make you do what you won’t do. I know right now it frustrates me, and I am sorry. And I promise: When we are both ready, we will experience it, it just might not be for a while.
 Most of all, I love you. It is a history of love, a current love, and a promise: I will always love you above all else. 
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NSFW 18+: I love this body: A Letter of Promises.

Body, 

I love you. 

I danced in you and with you for the last 15 years. I’m sorry I’ve kept you from that movement for the past two. I really wanted to keep going, but I was so sure that the girls on the dance team would make fun of you, and I wanted to spare you that. Yet I can feel your feet twitch and legs shutter when there’s a song we know. And I promise: We will dance again. 

I’ve hiked, and rafted, and ran, and climbed with you, I have showed you adventure and adrenaline and you have showed me what it is to be fearless and strong. And I promise: I will take you to new places if you promise to get me there. 

We’ve cried- a lot. But every time, I remembered to spread the tears over your broken skin because salt heals. And I promise: I never cry because of you- you are my beauty and I will never be ashamed or sad because of you. 

I love the way you move when we are alone, half naked and unafraid to move how it feels good to move, to finally stretch out that one back muscle that is always so tense. And when I catch a glimpse in the mirror my first thought is always pride. You are magnificent. And I promise: I will always give you this time, alone with just me, half naked and unafraid. 

Body, I know I have never shared you with anyone, and that maybe you feel unwanted. You remain untouched by any one else, and I’m sorry that I alone can’t make you orgasm, but I have tried and tried and I just can’t make you do what you won’t do. I know right now it frustrates me, and I am sorry. And I promise: When we are both ready, we will experience it, it just might not be for a while.

 Most of all, I love you. It is a history of love, a current love, and a promise: I will always love you above all else. 

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I’m own my way to loving myself and becoming a better me. Right now it’s hard, there are a lot of thing i don’t really like about myself at this time but every day i pick out something new that i love about myself. I may not be perfect, but i’m me, and there is no one else i’d rather be. I’m chubby and i’m  proud. Things may be hard for you right now but commit to loving yourself and you will in no time, it gets easier i promise.
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I’m own my way to loving myself and becoming a better me. Right now it’s hard, there are a lot of thing i don’t really like about myself at this time but every day i pick out something new that i love about myself. I may not be perfect, but i’m me, and there is no one else i’d rather be. I’m chubby and i’m  proud. Things may be hard for you right now but commit to loving yourself and you will in no time, it gets easier i promise.

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I’ve never done this before and don’t really know what to say. But I’ve always been insecure about my body. It’s recently gotten really bad and I can feel myself slipping into past habits (disordered eating, self harm, but I won’t go into those here).
I’m just searching for some positivity. I see so many beautiful people on here that are happy with their bodies and I just wish I could be one of them.

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I’ve never done this before and don’t really know what to say. But I’ve always been insecure about my body. It’s recently gotten really bad and I can feel myself slipping into past habits (disordered eating, self harm, but I won’t go into those here).

I’m just searching for some positivity. I see so many beautiful people on here that are happy with their bodies and I just wish I could be one of them.

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This blog really has helped me with my self image. 

My boyfriend and I broke up. He cheated on me. I felt worthless  and not good enough. I asked was wrong with me he did that? I loved him and I struggled to get over him. I fixated on my body being the issue. 
I don’t like my body and my weight goes up and down but seeing these women, no matter how they look saying they feel fabulous inspires me to try and love myself, even when i feel others can’t.
Thank you :)
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This blog really has helped me with my self image. 

My boyfriend and I broke up. He cheated on me. I felt worthless  and not good enough. I asked was wrong with me he did that? I loved him and I struggled to get over him. I fixated on my body being the issue. 

I don’t like my body and my weight goes up and down but seeing these women, no matter how they look saying they feel fabulous inspires me to try and love myself, even when i feel others can’t.

Thank you :)

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I have finally come to terms with my body. It´s been a struggle, but I made it, fat and fab!
You girls are all so beautiful, and I´m proud to join in on your revolution! <3
Xoxoooxxoxoo
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I have finally come to terms with my body. It´s been a struggle, but I made it, fat and fab!

You girls are all so beautiful, and I´m proud to join in on your revolution! <3

Xoxoooxxoxoo

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Trigger Warning for mentions of weight
i weigh 135 pounds. and feel like a monster. i have a very large pubic bone, shoulders, and big labia. it is impossible for me to feel comfortable in the public eye. i just want to feel cute and carefree… please help me love my different body
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Trigger Warning for mentions of weight

i weigh 135 pounds. and feel like a monster. i have a very large pubic bone, shoulders, and big labia. it is impossible for me to feel comfortable in the public eye. i just want to feel cute and carefree… please help me love my different body

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