Every mirror, every ad, every offhand comment from someone who "means well" is a quiet reminder that your body is apparently a problem waiting to be fixed.
Body acceptance sounds beautiful in theory and feels almost impossible in a world that profits from your insecurity.
Have you ever made peace with your body — even just for a moment — and what did that feel like, and how did you get there?
For me, peace came when I stopped comparing my body to other people. My body may not be perfect, but it carries me every day, lets me walk, work, and enjoy life. Some days I still have insecurities, but I try to focus more on what my body can do rather than how it looks.
ReplyDeleteAs a fat and single woman, I also had many insecurities before. Sometimes people make comments and it can really hurt. But little by little, I learned to be kinder to myself. My body is not perfect, but it helps me live my life every day. I still have days when I don’t feel confident, but I try to appreciate myself more and compare less with others. That gave me some peace.
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