EATING DISORDER TREATMENT | TAKING THE SKINNY OUT OF THE DIPPING.
It doesn’t however in any way whatsoever, translate into…go starve yourself by going on some crazy diet. It isn’t a cue to go get your boobs done or fat sucked out of your thighs. It’s not supposed to add detoxing and botoxing to your vocabulary and drain your bank account on spray tans. It’s not supposed to throw heat-waves on your self-esteem and melt your entire sense of confidence.
I know we as women feel this way as the frost wears off, and so do a lot of our clothes. We beat ourselves up for not working out so much after the holidays, or forgetting that we made a New Year’s Resolution to lose a few pounds. We start to feel that sensation of irritation as we walk into department stores and see sundresses and cut-offs on the racks.
Maybe it’s because the average woman weighs between 140-160 pounds and doesn’t wear a size 2. We are brainwashed into associating perfect bodies with swimwear. Whether you live in South Beach or South Dakota, the message we have learned is that we are inferior to Victoria’s Secret models, and playboy bunnies.
Eating Disorder Treatment: Getting Comfortable with Your Body
When we are in the dressing room, we usually become quite critical of ourselves. We start beating up and bashing our bodies. We take a giant baseball bat to all that we think is bumpy, lumpy, or deflated. We take a crowbar and smash into those areas we think to be too big or too small. When we are faced with having to try on tiny pieces of spandex, we notice them even more and become petrified at the thought that other people will be seeing them.
I know I didn’t get where I am in my life because I wore a bikini, it was because I finally decided to wear my confidence. People like me for what I do, not for what I weigh or not for what I wear. I didn’t get my job because of a number on a scale or the size on the tag inside of my jeans.
Believe me, I have battled with my body image for most of my life. It wasn’t until recently that I finally have learned to make peace with it. Oh sure we still get in arguments once in awhile, but for the most part I have honestly just learned to accept myself for who I am. I know I will never be anybody different, and that I wasted so much of my life trying to be perfect and I had to learn the hard way it’s just not possible.
I think about how all that obsession over the size of my thighs and the circumference of my ass almost cost me my life. I value the fact that I am alive, and have learned to embrace memories and moments not measurements.
I know a lot of other women who have learned to do the same thing. It’s a process, but it takes loving who you are to let go of loving who you think you should be.
Nobody gives a tankini or a bikini what you look like at the pool, and if they do, it just proves they are extremely shallow…no pun intended.
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