Okay, so this image may be
funny to some, but growing up this was my reality, only change the text to
1950s. I am pretty sure Mum has not eaten much since then. Like Patsy, she too
likes to sunbake and drink. Mum, was, is anorexic. Now, I am not going to talk
about Mum's demons. they are hers to tell. But for me, I will say, growing up
in a house where a mother, a woman clearly hated her body had a direct
influence on me.
For years I followed her
example, and hated my body, this external hate also included internal hate.
Years of trying to have babies and then having miscarriages will do that to
you.
Just as I learnt to hate my
body, I am now trying learn a healthy love of my body. By adopting a realistic
and positive perception of myself, I am hopeful I will teach my two children
love for their own bodies and love of other women's bodies.
Does this mean I now don't
look in the mirror and find fault? No. Does this mean I have gotten over my insecurities
and will start posting selfies? Or shots of myself wearing bikinis? No freaken
way. Not there yet. But I am trying, I am working on being thankful for what my
body is, and does for me. Not what it doesn't.
Pet hate...magazines covers
that declare "too fat", "too thin", "cellulite",
and so on. Why are women buying these mags? Is it to make themselves feels
better? What is your pet hate when it comes to trashing women's bodies and
their self confidence?
note: image not my own, found on Google.
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