You know what? Fuck this shit. Dear anorexia: I’m out. I don’t wanna “live” like this anymore. I’m sick of restricting, purging and overexercising. I’m sick of always fighting with my family and making them worry about me, I’m sick of losing weight and fearing food, I’m sick of hospital stays and wasting my life away. I’m so damn sick of it all. No more lying, no more cheating, this time I’ll go all out. I will recover. I’ll try Minnie Maud, I’ll give my body what it needs and I will learn to fucking love myself. I’ll gain weight and that’s okay - it’s good, in fact, and I don’t give a shit if anyone will judge me. This is my life and I’m taking it back.
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BODY POSITIVITY 1/3
KEEP IT REAL
This is my legs. I have cellulite, stretch marks, bumpy skin. Whatever. I’ve had stretch marks and cellulite as long as I can remember. The cellulite and bumpy skin was a bit worse before, It have improved a bit by lifting weights and building muscle. But i’m not ashamed. This is me, and it’s natural. Todays society makes blemishes look like you’re ugly, which is so damn wrong. You don’t need a big booty or thicc legs to be pretty. You can be on the skinny side and be JUST as beautiful as me. What’s important is self love!! NEVER change for anyone except yourself. Cellulite, stretch marks, and all the other skin conditions are not making you ugly. They’re completely normal.
wow some people are really still out here like “you can look great in anything !! 😊🥰 as long as you’re thin, cis, white and able bodied 🥰 wow i’m so body positive!!✨✨”
I’ve just recently realized how great it feels not to hate myself. The way society ingrained in me such hate over an imperfect body is truly so gross and I’m over that constant feeling of not being good enough. Now it’s all love for me. No matter how I look I know I’m beautiful. I spent way too many years feeling like a prisoner in my own body. I feel so free without the burden of constant hate for myself. I’m healthy and lovely and everything I need to be
girls who argue that being called skinny or thin has the same connotation and impact as being called fat are horrible. you have no idea how being called fat your entire life affects someone and you have no right to belittle us, our pain and our attempts at solidarity when being skinny is valued and praised. you have no right to attack people on posts meant to comfort and provide support for “plus sized” women because, for once in your life, you feel like you’re alienated. that has nothing on what we go through every single day.