Weight. It’s a subject that in today’s society we are more then comfortable to talk about even though it can be negative or positive. You loose weight and it’s a victory; you gain weight and you suddenly should feel bad about yourself. The scales and mirrors are you best and worst friend. Some of you may be reading this and wondering why on earth someone like me is talking about a subject like that. I have grown up for the most part fairly lucky with weight. I never had a concern about being over weight or many health issues. The only issue I had struggled with when I was younger, was needing to eat more. As a baby I was considered failure to thrive since I was under weight and wouldn’t eat anything that I was given. As I got older, I was always tiny and was told to eat more. People would always come up to me and say “Wow your so lucky your so tiny!”. At the time I took it as a compliment, because who doesn’t love being skinny? Wrong. Just because you are skinny doesn’t mean you don’t struggle with body issues.
When I was in middle school, all of my friends were getting to puberty faster then me and yes they all got boobs. Something in middle school a girl wanted and would be jealous of (why? I have no idea). Since I had been tiny for so long, I hit puberty later then all of my friends. It wasn’t till 8th grade did I notice changes to my body. But as I went on into high school, that was when things really started changing for me.
In high school, everyone wants to be “that girl”. With the perfect hair, smile, figure and size. We all want to be a little taller or shorter then what we are. We all wish we could look amazing in a swim suit even on our bloat days. We all wish we could eat whatever we want and not gain a single pound. But unfortunately, there were only a few girls who could actually achieve that and I wasn’t one of them. I love to eat, just like the rest of my friends and normal people. Since I love to eat my body isn’t perfect. I never did sports in high school so I wasn’t in the best shape I could be in. Sure from a distance I looked skinny, but underneath I didn’t feel that way. Growing up in a society where being a certain size that is unattainable is tough. With things like social media, magazines, tv shows and movies all portray good looking woman, who could very well be photoshopped its hard knowing the truth. With icons ranging from Kim Kardashian with her curvy frame and tight stomach, or people like Victoria’s Secret models who look perfect in lingerie can make a girl feel insecure; including me.
No matter what size we all feel the same or wish we were something else. Sure, I could eat healthier and workout more and it will do the job and i’ll feel better. But what about the people who can’t help who they are? We are all pressured to fit into a certain standard and be a certain way. Sometimes our bodies just don’t want to work like that and if they do it takes determination and hard work. I’m all for people who can achieve things like that, but does that mean we should body shame the rest as well? We need to stop looking in the mirrors and seeing something horrific and instead seeing something wonderful. We were all created uniquely and no one person looks the same and neither should our body type. We shouldn’t be concerned about what’s on the outside and more on the inside. Just because what we see in the magazines, doesn’t mean we have to be like them. Someday’s I'm comfortable being the way I am, I embrace my days I feel the best and I notice the ones I feel worse. We all get those insecure moments no matter what size. We all go through it together. So why don’t we all stop bringing others down about their size and bringing them up about their personality. Because on the inside no matter what, we all are beautiful.
