
17/09/2024
CN : body image / diet culture
This is me in 2012.
I remember when this photo was first shared by my boyfriend from back then, I thought I was disgusting.
All I could see was belly and thighs. I wanted him to delete it. I felt so much shame.
Isn’t that bananas?
Now I look at it, and I feel so much tenderness and love for the young woman I was. I see how beautiful she is, how hard she’s working to find her place in the world, and I’m grateful for all the things she did to get me to where I am today.
I feel grief and rage for all the years I spent, the time I have wasted hating my body and wishing it was smaller.
What might I have done with that energy instead?
I’m not sharing this because I’m somehow healed now. Unpicking diet culture from my belief system is taking a while. But I am kinder to myself and to my body, most of the time. I’m more able to spot it when it rears its head, more able to gently challenge it when I hear people around me buying into it.
It’s trite maybe, but we only get one body. I want to love mine as much as I can, while I can.
For her sake.