I have often thought to myself that if I ever have a daughter, I would really have to watch how much I complain about my body. The last thing I would want is for her to grow up with a warped body image. I never once thought about what it could be doing to my boys.
I realized that I've been lying to myself, lying to others, and lying to my daughter. However, the bright little monkey that she is, she saw through my tricks and smokescreens and called me out on it. My objective has been weight loss.
What it all comes down to is this: I did not feel worthy of being vulnerable. I didn't know how to love, accept, or appreciate myself. So when I became sober in September 2012, I had to learn what it meant to love and connect with myself.
Throughout the years I struggled with food, battled my weight, and hated my body, books became my lifeline. I devoured anything related to helping me not feel like a crazy person around food. Books can be such a great tool to help you on your journey.
Each evening as my feet feel sore and my mind becomes numb I take some time to reflect on the events of the day. How did I spend my day; whom did I se...
Perhaps its time for a psychological intervention, a coming out of the shadows for all of us. Perhaps we could all hold up placards that read "Je suis Brian Williams--I am Brian Williams." Now that would turn our world upside down; that would be a revolution I could sign up for.
We Don't Need Photoshop To Look Healthy I think about the 15-year-old me often. Like I'm trying to go back in time to fix something but I can't, rea...
Monica Seles' professional tennis career is one of the most compelling and well-known in the history of the sport. As a teenager, she took the women's tennis world by storm, bursting into the scene when she won the 1990 French Open at age 16. It all came to a sudden stop on April 30, 1993.
With the evidence weighing in so heavily, perhaps it's time to explore a new model of health and wellness. Innovative health experts are starting to back away from the default model of "thin is everything."
For at least 30 years, I have been at war with my body. This body that has birthed two children and survived years and years of self-destructive beha...
After accepting my diagnosis, anorexia seemed like the one special thing about me. "Recovery" seemed synonymous with "fatness," "failure" and "mediocrity." When my therapist threatened hospitalization, I lied, promising to gain necessary weight.
Pregnant and preparing for another birth, I found myself once again feeling out of control as my body did what it needed to. Now, seven months postpartum, I am still getting to know my now twice-changed body, struggling to breathe my way into acceptance and embodiment.
To understand why the "beauty is malleable" message may be harmful, it is important to understand what psychologists already know about malleable traits more generally. For example, consider this question: Do you think that traits like intelligence are something people are generally born with?
My soul cried when I looked down at that poor excuse of a hot dog because I ached thinking of the girl that was once so consumed by food that she missed out on life and love. I was saddened by the years I lost to an eating disorder, devastated by the number of people I know still suffering.
Life, fat or thin, isn't life if you are not in it. How can you connect when you project into the future what you will look like when you are thin and reach back into the past to lament the times that you were and lost it?
I take solace in the light on my face. I take solace in the light on my skin, on the fat that creases and bulges. I love my body.