Think of the times we say things we regret about other women. Who are we saying these things to? In what context do these feelings arise? And most importantly, what are the underlying feelings driving the negative comment?
Like millions of other moms, I eagerly click on photos of women's bodies every week to determine whose muffin tops are bigger than mine and who has more self-control than me after having a baby.
It's true, we need approval. I need approval. But the approval I need is my own.
Should I tell him to delete it? Should I delete my blog? Should I persevere and leave it up?
This picture is for me. For the girl who hated her body so much she cried for hours over the fact she would never be thin. Who was teased and tormented and hurt just for being who she was. I'm so over that.
Everyone can use personal style as a tool for cultivating self-care and reflect self-respect. No matter how tall you are or which birthday is on the horizon or where you carry the most jiggle, you can learn to flatter your figure.
I know you're bulimic because I've felt your pain and I've suffered your story. Then again, I also know what life is like on the other side -- but only because I sought help.
If the ballet world is as riddled with perils, then why is it I continue to allow my own daughter to participate in an art form with a well documented history of putting females at risk?
Much like Edie Beale, there was always something off about her appearance...
Many of us are young, single and have our whole lives ahead of us -- dating, sex and love should not be off the table.
When I have moments of doubt, I remember the three little faces turned toward me as if I am their sun and I ask myself, "How will my words and my facial expressions affect them?"
My senior picture looks like me, not like a digital reconstruction of me. The sole purpose of photos is for documentation, and when looking back, I want to be able to remember how I looked at the time -- not how the computer thought I should look.
Something happened this week that really made angry. This doesn't happen often but when it comes to my history with my eating disorder and what I see in the media in relation to eating disorders, I find myself getting increasingly exasperated.
Guilt is external; you can fix it. To have shame is to think, "I am damaged."
Recently, a woman called me to tell me how her daughter was doing great recovering from an eating disorder with the help of a book called 8 Keys to Recovery from an Eating Disorder, by Carolyn Costin. The woman wanted me to pass the news along to the author.
Not all of us suffering from eating disorders are underweight, and some of the most devastating effects of the media's focus on women's appearance and weight can be silent and invisible.