You told your friend it was nice to see someone like me buy vegetables "for a change." You know, because you have been shopping with me before to see what I buy. You also made the assumption that I do not care about my health.
But as inner turmoil may come and go, I've come to realize that my body is pure, specifically designed, and not left to be abandoned. That my body is a dimension of myself, and something of power and strength.
The year she turned 49, Ruby decided to apply for the Mrs. Colorado Beauty Pageant, "just in case they needed some fat people." The only application requirements for participants were that they be 18 years or older, residents of Colorado and married.
The plain truth that they're missing is that physical appearance isn't very important. To some extent, it reflects a life lived, especially at the extreme ends of the "looks" continuum.
Beyond the window, I see the mind and the heart of someone who chooses to listen to herself, her emotions and watches them pass by -- acknowledged but not burdened by them. Who doesn't use food as a quick, cheap fix for those feelings.
I wasn't planning on getting old. Do any of us? But into my future I must go. So, with my heart open and my spirit very curious, I am walking full-wide and brave into this next great adventure of my life. I'm walking into the hands of time.
I want to show you how you don't have to just tolerate your body anymore, you really can love it. Even celebrities (gasp) have some "imperfect" features, and they completely rock them. The reality is, you're hot, and you don't even know it. So allow me to enlighten you, eh?
Body shaming is a part of American culture, at once abhorrent and everywhere. Women are shamed for being fat, skinny, tall, short, flat chested, busty, too plain, too sexy. But lately, there seems to be a different response from women -- frustration followed by acceptance and moving on.
Intuitive eating means learning to eat because you're physically hungry, not emotionally hungry because you are tired, bored, angry, depressed, or wanting connection. It's a powerful reworking of your relationship to weight loss, your body, how you deal with your emotions, as well as your relationship with food and eating.
Don't get me wrong, it is a choice. And not an easy one. But when you accept your body, really truly accept yourself where you are now, your whole world will change. Because how you feel on the inside affects everything else in your life. And you deserve a life where you feel good, both inside and out.
I was tired of feeling that I wasn't thin enough, pretty enough, smart enough, tall enough or good enough, was keeping me from going after the things I wanted in life. I knew that regardless of what I weighed or looked like -- it was about changing the conversation.
I shouldn't feel content with my body and the way I am, because I don't look like these Angels. Or at least, that's what the media is telling me and other girls (and boys) my age and beyond. If they're telling you that too, let me give you a piece of advice: ignore it.
Culturally, we have this perverse notion that poor body image is a sign of modesty. It's not. And people, especially women, who accept and appreciate the way they look can be perceived as narcissistic. They're not.
Colette's body shadows Lisanne's. Her ailments are similar, but less debilitating. Lisanne is the older sister by three minutes. It's as if her body has somehow served as a barrier for her sister's, taking the brunt of the pain.
Why should the 91 percent feel bad about their bodies because of the portrayal of the 5 percent as "ideal"? This is exactly what the creators of the Lammily doll, otherwise known as the "normal Barbie," wanted to correct.
I'm sorry for all the years that I (mistakenly) thought you weren't enough. I'm sorry for the torture I put you through, stuffing you into Victoria Secret padded bras and hoping you came together to give me the perfect cleavage for prom. It wasn't you, it was me.