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[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!
[TRIGGER WARNING - mentions eating disorder, slight nudity]
It’s taken me twenty-seven years to be okay with my body as a whole. I never would have taken a photo of myself even remotely unclothed, like the one above. With various ups and downs in my life from ednos to exercise addiction, it definitely has been a roller coaster of a ride for my body and mental health. I’ve grown to accept the way that I look, and be happy with it for the most part, and not only accept it but also love it. Now, bad days are always going to be around; those days where I look at myself and can’t find one thing I like. But those days are few and far between. The most powerful thing I ever did was decide that I was beautiful—not someone else—me. That I was worthy of everything I’d been conditioned to accept as a loss because of my weight and what was deemed as beautiful by society’s standard; happiness, love, affection, attention, relationships, sexiness, and even kindness. I have days where I think I look like a potato, and I have days where I think I look like a big fat babe. Sometimes a fat babely potato to appease both sides. I’m fat, and I don’t care. Being fat isn’t a bad thing. It doesn’t take away from any other of the great qualities I have a person. I know that sometimes loving yourself and loving your body is hard. It’s a struggle. And you might be there already, you might already think you’re the bee’s knees. And you might not be there. It’s not something that comes overnight, but any step that you take to finding one simple thing about you or your body is a joyous accomplishment, and you should always remember that. Always remember that it’s okay to have bad days. Because you can’t have the good ones, without having and remembering the bad ones. The only opinion regarding your body that is the single most important one is yours and yours alone. If you can, own your big, fat, body! If you can, own your thin body! If you can, own your disabled body! Own whatever you can own about yourself. If you believe you’re beautiful, own your beauty! If you believe you’re ugly, own your ugliness! Wear whatever you want. Eat whatever you want. Own whatever makes you happy, because your happiness is all that matters. You are worth that.
I have been insecure about my entire body for as long as I can remember, and I am finally beginning the long road to loving myself. The top left picture is me in November of 2012, my acne was getting worse and nothing was working. That was the day that I began my treatment plan for my acne. The picture beside it was in December of 2012, getting better; still not great. The bottom picture is today (June 25th, 2013) I have made huge strides in loving myself again because my acne was able to clear up.
It was stopping me from living my life. Now, you might think that’s silly, but when you are self conscious about the fact that the first thing you think people see is the acne and scars; it is difficult to see the good things people could see first.
Firstly, I want ANYBODY with any kind of acne to know is that, it is not solely your fault. Sometimes you cannot control it, it can be hormonal, bacteria causing infection (Which is what all acne is, essentially), or just bad genes. Before you jump to going on accutane(Which is incredibly harsh) try antibiotics first, it will be much easier on your system and can do almost the same thing. I would also recommend looking into any possible allergies that you may have; milk is a big contributor to some acne.
Secondly, believe that you are beautiful. Acne does not make you any less attractive in any way, shape and/or form. It took me a very long time to believe in my beauty, despite a loving group of family and friends who tell me everyday that I am beautiful. Surround yourself with people who will raise you up and make you feel like you like the perfect, beautiful, amazing and totally worth it person that you are.
This is not only for women, I know how much men can be affected by acne just in the same way. I promise you, you are handsome and if somebody can’t see that, then they’re not the person for you. You may feel silly talking to your doctor about acne, but they are so understanding and want you to get better. It is nothing to be ashamed of.
If anybody has any questions AT ALL please ask me!
TRIGGER WARNING: EATING DISORDER, SELF HARM
Nineteen years ago, I was born into this body, and I have put it through the wringer ever since. I have starved it, crammed it into cold doorways in strange cities, cut it open, fucked in it, loved in it, cried in it until it felt like my soul was mixed with the tears pouring down my face. I used it to create, carry, and usher life into this world. I hold my son with this body. I hold my lover with this body.
And if there is anything I have learned from these 19 years, it is that it hurts to become, but it’s worth it. Don’t stop, don’t slow down, don’t quit loving and fucking and fighting for the things you believe in, and don’t ever think that your worth is equated with a number on a scale or a tape measure around your waist. You are so much more than that. And so am I.
BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!
my thighs may be dimply, and her face may be wrinkly, but we still love ourselves & each other.
I abslolutely love SHYB! I have come a long way in dealing with my insecurities and fears, am learning to accept and love my body. I am feeling pretty good about myself, and decided to share a picture.
Okay, so this is me a couple of years ago when a massive intake of wine decided that it would be funny if I recreated the Jon LaJoie song “Show Me Your Genitals”. I like my thighs in this picture, and I like that I was feeling comfortable even though it was pretty warm outside. Summer is coming fast where I live, and it makes me feel uncomfortable because I can’t use as many layers as I normally do. Hopefully, this summer will be as awesome as the other 24 I’ve lived through.
I hope all you gorgeous ladies and guys have a wonderful summer, I know I will!
i am very insecure about my body some days. of course, i have my days where i think i look great, but some days i can’t even stand to look in the mirror. my insecurities stem from my hips. they’re much larger than all my friends. so when i compare myself to them i feel bigger although i may not be. another insecurity is the little line right where my stomach starts. i have tried everything to make it go away. i do an ab workout every day just to make the line dissapear but it won’t. my sister tells me it’s normal, but none of my friends have it. then there’s my color..i live in this generation where if you’re not tan, you’re not pretty. all of my friends OBSESS over being tan. sometimes i try to lie out and get tan but i am very fair skinned and burn easily. if i make a remark of my paleness, such as if somebody is talking about their tan and i say yeah look at mine! in a joking way, people will always say “don’t worry! you’re not THAT pale!” i know they’re trying to make me feel better, but what they’re doing is giving the word “pale” a negative connotation. i AM pale. did i say it was a bad thing? no. but when people try to convince me i’m not pale or tell me not to worry because they’re sure i can get a tan, they make me saying i’m pale sound like i’m insulting myself. i don’t mind my color. why should you?
hi there! well, I’m not sharing my full story yet (since I’m waiting until I have a full bathing suit to show you ^~^ ) but I haven’t swam in years, so I wanted to share this picture of my bikini top. I quite like it, which is a new concept for me haha. well, can’t wait till I submit again!
I am 16 years old and I have had body image issues for a long time. Ever since 7th grade I have been comparing myself to other people and noticing I wasn’t as skinny as they were. I have never been the “pretty” one, I have always been the tall one. I am 5’11 and 165 lbs. Recently I have stopped exercising as much because of schoolwork, which has only increased my insecurities. I have never been bullied per say, because the school I go to is a very accepting place, however, my parents have never been shy to tell me, aren’t you eating a little too much, or are you trying to lose weight, because that’s great if you are.
Recently I have been able to become more comfortable with myself and wore a bikini for the first time in a place where people other than just me would see my stomach and butt. I swim so my excuse for wearing a one piece all the time would be “this is the only suit I have” or “I can’t practice in a bikini.” This has helped me to accept myself and turn my attitude from “no one asked me to prom because I am too ugly and too fat” to “so what if no one asked me to prom, I can still go and have a great time and look so gorgeous, they will wish they asked me to prom.”
The hardest thing to do, is not changing our body … but the way we see it.
There’s no logical reason why we should be ashamed about our appearance.
Let’s show to the world what we’re made of! (:
Every year, my college has an event called “Undie Run”. Basically it’s to donate clothes and you where clothes that you want to donate and then you strip down to your undies and run around campus. It is so much fun and I am so glad I did it. I wasn’t going to originally because I was afraid people were gonna judge my body but it was amazing and completely empowering. Everyday I am working to love myself for all that I am and that includes my body! This is just one step closer.