The reality is that fat people are often supported in hating their bodies, in starving themselves, in engaging in unsafe exercise, and in seeking out weight loss by any means necessary. A thin person who does these things is considered mentally ill. A fat person who does these things is redeemed by them. This is why our culture has no concept of a fat person who also has an eating disorder. If you’re fat, it’s not an eating disorder — it’s a lifestyle change.
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Lesley Kinzel (via curvesahead) I will always reblog this because it is so so important. (via infinitetransit) |
How could I hate my body when it feels like 10,000 marshmallows, smells like vanilla and has pink and purple pastel stretch mark stripes that make me feel like a zebra?My hair is as long as a mermaids and as black as the night. The skin on my thighs and ass is the colour of milk and is the texture of orange skin. I have adorned my limbs with tattoos that make me feel like a walking masterpiece.
My fingers remind me of little sausages, and my toes look like fat little fries.
More often than not my legs, vagina and underarms are spiked with hair that reminds me of crushed velvet.
My body looks the way it does because I love baked sweet treats, and care about more important things than counting and burning calories. My body is stretched and sagged but it also carried and birthed a mini human. My breasts aren’t as perky as they used to be, but are the perfect pillows for my lover to rest their head.
My body is more than just the numbers on the scale. It’s the most amazing thing that I will ever own and I am going to love it unconditionally.
Today, I love myself.
-Bec x
owls-love-tea <— if you ever want to talk to me <3
I just wanted to say thank you so much for all of the lovely reblogs/ messages/ responses. I woke up one morning and just decided to write something down about my body- and this came out!
Love you all so much <3
-Bec x
