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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Potentially nsfw:
This, is an image that even weeks ago, I wouldn’t have dreamt of sending to a partner, let alone submitting to a blog online. I used to dislike the fact that gravity worked entirely against me and that I had rolls on my back so much that I’d not get changed around absolutely anyone and I’d make sure I thought nobody could see anything that resembled rolls or lumps and now, I’ve accepted entirely what my body looks like and I love it.
I hope other women of my size fall in love with their bodies as much as I have. And if anybody wants to see more of how in love with my body I really am, check.out my blog: jigglynudes.tumblr.com OR jigglybeth.tumblr.com and drop me a line if you want to talk :)
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Potentially nsfw:

This, is an image that even weeks ago, I wouldn’t have dreamt of sending to a partner, let alone submitting to a blog online. I used to dislike the fact that gravity worked entirely against me and that I had rolls on my back so much that I’d not get changed around absolutely anyone and I’d make sure I thought nobody could see anything that resembled rolls or lumps and now, I’ve accepted entirely what my body looks like and I love it.

I hope other women of my size fall in love with their bodies as much as I have. And if anybody wants to see more of how in love with my body I really am, check.out my blog: jigglynudes.tumblr.com OR jigglybeth.tumblr.com and drop me a line if you want to talk :)

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I was a bit apprehensive to submit this at first. But I figured ‘why not?’. I’m finally becoming comfortable and even starting to love my own body and I’ll be damned if I don’t start to show it. It’s been a long and difficult process to accept my self over these past few years but I’m glad I’m finally learning to. <3 BE BRAVE! JOIN THE BODY PEACE REVOLUTION!

I was a bit apprehensive to submit this at first. But I figured ‘why not?’. I’m finally becoming comfortable and even starting to love my own body and I’ll be damned if I don’t start to show it.
It’s been a long and difficult process to accept my self over these past few years but I’m glad I’m finally learning to. <3 
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My second submission because I thought of more to say&#8230;
I absolutely hate certain things about me. I hate my ears, because they stick out way too much and I think it&#8217;s unattractive. I cover them with my hair almost constantly. I have this one bottom tooth that isn&#8217;t in line with my other teeth, and it really bothers me. My bust is small. I break out really badly sometimes. My hair is frizzy and dry. I think my eyes are too small for my face. I have a fat roll when I sit down. My thighs rub together when I walk. I think my nose is weird.
But you know what? It&#8217;s who I am. My ears help me hear, and I&#8217;m thankful for that. My teeth allow me to eat, and I&#8217;m thankful for that. My bust doesn&#8217;t have to be big for me to be attractive. Acne can be covered, it&#8217;s a natural part of life, and it&#8217;ll go away eventually. My hair can be really pretty when I take proper care of it. My eyes are a lovely color (I think, anyway) and I can see perfectly. I&#8217;m pretty sure everyone has a bit of a roll when they sit. So what if I don&#8217;t have a thigh gap? And noses are just kind of weird in general ;P
Although there are aspects of myself that I wish were different, I&#8217;m starting to accept my body for what it is. I need to take the best care of it that I can, because it&#8217;s the only one I&#8217;ll ever have.
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My second submission because I thought of more to say…

I absolutely hate certain things about me. I hate my ears, because they stick out way too much and I think it’s unattractive. I cover them with my hair almost constantly. I have this one bottom tooth that isn’t in line with my other teeth, and it really bothers me. My bust is small. I break out really badly sometimes. My hair is frizzy and dry. I think my eyes are too small for my face. I have a fat roll when I sit down. My thighs rub together when I walk. I think my nose is weird.

But you know what? It’s who I am. My ears help me hear, and I’m thankful for that. My teeth allow me to eat, and I’m thankful for that. My bust doesn’t have to be big for me to be attractive. Acne can be covered, it’s a natural part of life, and it’ll go away eventually. My hair can be really pretty when I take proper care of it. My eyes are a lovely color (I think, anyway) and I can see perfectly. I’m pretty sure everyone has a bit of a roll when they sit. So what if I don’t have a thigh gap? And noses are just kind of weird in general ;P

Although there are aspects of myself that I wish were different, I’m starting to accept my body for what it is. I need to take the best care of it that I can, because it’s the only one I’ll ever have.

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All last year, I struggled with my body image. I thought my stomach was too chubby, my arms too weak, my thighs to large, and my calves too weird looking. They were the one thing I was afraid to go outside for. I didn&#8217;t want anyone to see the bottom part of my legs. When I wore shorts it was inevitable, and when I wore pants I was more comfortable, but still thought everyone was looking at me. I occasionally noticed people glaring at me, and I thought it was because of the way I looked. I made myself sick. After a year, I am recovering with help from all around me (including this blog). I have also learned to love what I have. I can change at any time if I feel the need to, but right now, I am happy. I am still recovering from self hate and self harm (almost 7 months clean), but seeing all the people on this blog really inspired me to get better. I want to thank those who run this blog and those who submit and everyone who follows. Never be afraid.

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All last year, I struggled with my body image. I thought my stomach was too chubby, my arms too weak, my thighs to large, and my calves too weird looking. They were the one thing I was afraid to go outside for. I didn’t want anyone to see the bottom part of my legs. When I wore shorts it was inevitable, and when I wore pants I was more comfortable, but still thought everyone was looking at me. I occasionally noticed people glaring at me, and I thought it was because of the way I looked. I made myself sick. After a year, I am recovering with help from all around me (including this blog). I have also learned to love what I have. I can change at any time if I feel the need to, but right now, I am happy. I am still recovering from self hate and self harm (almost 7 months clean), but seeing all the people on this blog really inspired me to get better. I want to thank those who run this blog and those who submit and everyone who follows. Never be afraid.

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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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You’re relationship with yourself is exactly alike and simultaneously completely unique from any other relationship you have and will have in your life. There are good days, when you are so in love that you can hardly see the scars, and then there are bad days when you’re not sure what to believe about yourself.
The key, I believe, is to recognize what are healthy practices for you. Finding the things that will nurture and grow you, and also acknowledging that what is toxic cannot stay. 
You will always be with yourself. Cultivate this relationship into a happy partnership. Make this worth your while. 
Today is a good day with myself. 
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You’re relationship with yourself is exactly alike and simultaneously completely unique from any other relationship you have and will have in your life. There are good days, when you are so in love that you can hardly see the scars, and then there are bad days when you’re not sure what to believe about yourself.

The key, I believe, is to recognize what are healthy practices for you. Finding the things that will nurture and grow you, and also acknowledging that what is toxic cannot stay. 

You will always be with yourself. Cultivate this relationship into a happy partnership. Make this worth your while. 

Today is a good day with myself. 

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On the left photo, I was thinking I was happy as I was, but I truly hated my body, it was not my own best friend. On the middle one, it was better, I had just started to understand what my body was trying to say to me for so long “love yourself just as you are”.On the right one, I can stay that I’m happy in every sense of the term, I love my body with its flaws because nobody can be perfect. We have to love who we are, we have just one body for our all life, we have to accept the fact that we are beautiful inside and out. Trust me, you will be so much happier with this in your mind, be kind to yourself, to your body, it deserves the best.
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On the left photo, I was thinking I was happy as I was, but I truly hated my body, it was not my own best friend. 
On the middle one, it was better, I had just started to understand what my body was trying to say to me for so long “love yourself just as you are”.
On the right one, I can stay that I’m happy in every sense of the term, I love my body with its flaws because nobody can be perfect. We have to love who we are, we have just one body for our all life, we have to accept the fact that we are beautiful inside and out. Trust me, you will be so much happier with this in your mind, be kind to yourself, to your body, it deserves the best.

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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

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Dear Universe, I am on a body loving mission. Join me.
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I am angry.

The columns, commercials, news feeds, magazines, billboards, advertisements, gossip, shows, films, and pointless, endless images that tell me to hate my body are everywhere. They’ve infiltrated every facet of my world. They crawl across the uppermost part of my computer screen. They appear along the road when I drive. They sneak in between Buzzfeed articles and passive, semi-political Facebook posts, sit knowingly next to the Twix bars in the Stop &amp; Shop checkout line, and hide beneath the lovable façade of my favorite television characters. And because of this, I am angry.
I am angry that this society is allowed to determine who should love their body and who should not. I am angry that the bodies – fat, thin, and everything in between – are seen, not as human beings, but as objectified forms of “inspiration,” for women, men, boys, and girls, to alter their own, to search for flaws, and to hate themselves. I am angry that, even in my most rational state, I am constantly fighting myself, constantly trying to reconcile self-acceptance and self-degradation, constantly wishing that my desire for body peace were not coupled with a desire to weigh less.
I am angry that some of the most beautiful people I know don’t feel beautiful.
I am angry that we are not all angry about this.
I am angry.


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Dear Universe, I am on a body loving mission. Join me.

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I am angry.

The columns, commercials, news feeds, magazines, billboards, advertisements, gossip, shows, films, and pointless, endless images that tell me to hate my body are everywhere. They’ve infiltrated every facet of my world. They crawl across the uppermost part of my computer screen. They appear along the road when I drive. They sneak in between Buzzfeed articles and passive, semi-political Facebook posts, sit knowingly next to the Twix bars in the Stop & Shop checkout line, and hide beneath the lovable façade of my favorite television characters. And because of this, I am angry.

I am angry that this society is allowed to determine who should love their body and who should not. I am angry that the bodies – fat, thin, and everything in between – are seen, not as human beings, but as objectified forms of “inspiration,” for women, men, boys, and girls, to alter their own, to search for flaws, and to hate themselves. I am angry that, even in my most rational state, I am constantly fighting myself, constantly trying to reconcile self-acceptance and self-degradation, constantly wishing that my desire for body peace were not coupled with a desire to weigh less.

I am angry that some of the most beautiful people I know don’t feel beautiful.

I am angry that we are not all angry about this.

I am angry.

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