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All bodies are good bodies!

thesavagesalad:

I drew this wayyy back- probably a few months ago when I was thinking about all the body image and eating issues I had to deal with when I was in my teens. I was the type to hide her body and face away heaven forbid it get judged or the self loathing was some how reinforced.
A massive turning point though was when I bought this thing called the “Body Shaper”- this comic deals with the first time I wore one and how I managed to deal with it.
It’s not a perfect comic/ strip to say the least and nor am I promising true love or what ever it is people tell you on the television these days in order for you conform to their idea of successful. I guess I just want people to know that your bodies are fine they way they are- and that your looks shouldn’t prevent you from enjoying positive experiences in your life.
Now I’m just rambling
Anyway, if you click the image, you’ll be sent to a larger more easy to read version of this.

I drew this wayyy back- probably a few months ago when I was thinking about all the body image and eating issues I had to deal with when I was in my teens. I was the type to hide her body and face away heaven forbid it get judged or the self loathing was some how reinforced.

A massive turning point though was when I bought this thing called the “Body Shaper”- this comic deals with the first time I wore one and how I managed to deal with it.

It’s not a perfect comic/ strip to say the least and nor am I promising true love or what ever it is people tell you on the television these days in order for you conform to their idea of successful. I guess I just want people to know that your bodies are fine they way they are- and that your looks shouldn’t prevent you from enjoying positive experiences in your life.

Now I’m just rambling

Anyway, if you click the image, you’ll be sent to a larger more easy to read version of this.

This is my body.

I hate my arms the most. My biceps are huuuge. I have never worn a singlet in public and usually I wear a long sleeve shirt under my t-shirt. The other day, I wore a t-shirt without trying to cover up my biceps and I was so proud of myself.

I dislike my stomach and I would love a flatter one. I wouldn’t mind bigger breasts, either.

I used to hate everything about myself, I mean everything. Last year and this year I’ve been learning to love myself, accept myself and I have never been happier than I am now. Yeah, I have my days where I can’t stand the mirror, but who doesn’t?

I owe a lot of my self-esteem and happiness to blogs on tumblr, like chubby-bunnies, stophatingyourbody and the inspiring lady, cherrylisa. Mostly though, I owe it to my love, Cody. He never fails to tell me that I’m beautiful or that I look cute or that I’m sexy. He has helped me realise that I am perfectly me. I couldn’t wish for a better boyfriend.

My formal/prom is coming up in a few months and my dress is strapless. This is a huge deal for me. When I tried the dress on, I fell in love with it and said that I didn’t need a shawl or borelo. As the days go on, I’m unsure of whether I want to cover up my arms or leave it as it is. I really want to overcome this insecurity and enjoy the night, rather than my focus on being on something insignificant.

I guess this post is apart of my journey of learning to love me. I would have NEVER done this a few years ago. Thank you all who have read this, stay beautiful. :)