I’ve always struggled with my weight. I use the word struggle because society tells us we shouldn’t be in larger bodies.
Growing up only seeing slim models and actresses, I truly believed there was no way anyone could love me in my size 16-20 body. I thought size 8 was normal, beautiful, and the only size that was acceptable.
In my twenties the body positivity movement piqued my interest, and I was shocked when I learned how many women were unhappy with their bodies. By that time I had lost an insane amount of weight (calorie counting, starving, over-exercising, and obsessing over how to cheat the calorie system), and I looked at what I thought were gorgeous women, and I couldn’t understand how they saw slightly jiggly thighs or a finger of loose skin as disgusting.
Myself, on the other hand... I had loads of loose skin, a tummy flap, chunky thighs, and jiggly bingo arms so I deserved to not love my body, and felt I needed to change. Yes, I completely misunderstood the assignment.
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Flash forward to now and I’ve got my nutrition and psychology degree, embraced Intuitive Eating and Health at Every Size (HAES), and advocate being at peace with yourself. Incidentally, I’ve also put on about 30 kgs.