Women love to bitch about their bodies. It’s true. We take pleasure in getting together and one by one, list all the things we don’t like about how we look. We take comfort in it. We think it’s normal. Well, I hate to break it to you girls, but it’s not normal. Or at least, it shouldn’t be. It’s exactly this kind of behavior that keeps us small and hating ourselves… and why would we want that, when it’s so much more fun thinking you’re an awesome babe who kicks total ass? Just saying.
So here’s a thought: how about we list all the things we do like about ourselves?
For all you lovelies in desperate need of some hardcore bodypositivism (so ehm, basically, all of us), I suggest a good way to start is by writing a letter to yourself… Here’s mine!
I called you fat. I sat on the floor, my expanding thighs pushed against the floor, my belly sticking out, pinching and squeezing every inch of you I hated. I looked at the bumps on my thighs and the stretchmarks on my hips and hated you for it. I looked at you in and cried. I called you disgusting, even though none of this was your fault and you did nothing wrong.
I called you weak. Too weak to stick to diets that were exhausting and confusing you. Too weak to keep pushing when I had already pushed you too far. Too weak to be something, someone, you were never supposed to be.
I called you worthless. I never said thank you. I never said I love you. I hid you and covered you up because I was ashamed of you. I was embarrassed to be seen with you. I judged you. I took everything you ever did for me for granted.
Dear body, I am sorry for the way I treated you. There isn’t a single person in this world that I have treated worse than you … and yet you carried me through all of this.
Now I see your beauty. I see how long your legs are and how you arch your back. I see your scars and stretches and freckles, and they each tell the story of how I became the woman I am today. You are always a work in progress, but you are beautiful and perfect in every way.
Now I see your strength. You are strong and fast. You can run and you can swim and you can climb and you do everything I want you to, and you know how to push yourself without breaking. You still get stronger every day. You are a warrior and a survivor and perfect in every way.
Now I see your worth. You love and laugh with all your heart. You try and see the best in people, always. You lift other people up instead of pushing them down. You are warm and smart and patient and kind. You are amazing and perfect in every way.
Dear body, I love you.
What would you say to your body?
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