I am a size zero.
I am a size zero in pants.
I am a size zero in dresses.
I am a size zero seven days a week.
I am a size zero 24 hours in a day.
I am just a size zero.
Last week, a boy in one of my classes made the typical "you need to get some McDonald's" joke about how skinny I am. Then he threw in a "I'll even take you" for good measure.
More than once I have had men make comments about how I "need to gain weight so there's more on that ass" or something similar but about my breasts needing to be larger.
I once was called into my high school's counseling office because a classmate "noticed that I was too skinny" and thought I was anorexic.
This is my size zero life.
These type of "jokes" and situations make me feel every bit as sick as the effect my body apparently has on the people that make them. These type of situations happen more often than not.
For as long as I can remember, we have all heard the term "fat shaming." We have heard it in the media, we have seen it on our social media feeds, it is a relevant term in today's society. These women who have been "fat shamed," protest this mistreatment. Rightfully so, and I am so glad to see this.
Here is what doesn't sit well with me: some of these same women who have had their own bodies shamed, have responded in a harsh way referred to as "thin shaming."
I am a tiny, 110 pound, almost 19-year-old girl. Despite the fact that I eat well, I just reached 110 pounds for the first time merely a month ago. I celebrated to myself when I saw that number on the scale, it was a goal I set two years ago. I eat a lot of fruits like bananas, and many wholegrain things such as bread, just to keep my weight up. I have constantly been labeled as "underweight."
I am not a "health freak." I enjoy chocolate and sweet things just as much as anyone. I go to Taco Bell way too often. I snack consistently throughout the day. The genes I inherited mean that I have an incredibly fast metabolism. This makes it extremely hard for me to gain weight, even when I am trying to. If I miss a meal, I feel sick and my head starts to pound.
There are other women like me.
There are some people who do not view us in a positive way. They look down on us for our lack of fat, belittling us for being, well, little. “Real men like curves; only dogs go for bones.” A quote that has been circulating for years. The people who say this might as well just say "curvy women are the only ones worth a man’s time" without taking into account that all women have curves, and that large women just have more pronounced curves. The disturbing part is that this quote has been shared many times by both men and women, which proves our society has not evolved enough to not only understand, but accept that all people have different types of bodies.
The double standard in this is that no one would ever dare to say the equivalent to an "overweight" person. It would be seen as offensive if I were to go up to a woman who is a size 17 and say, “You’re so fat! You need to lose some weight.” Now imagine if I asked that same woman what size jeans she wears. She would refer to me as a "skinny bitch," and complain to anyone who would listen. So why do people treat thin and not-so-thin women differently? If someone’s weight is unhealthy, whether by being underweight or overweight, changes should be made in a person’s lifestyle. Both extremes can be dangerous.
It's not just the men, it's the women too.
When women receive criticism about their bodies from men, it is bad enough, but when it comes from the women in their life, it can at times be worse. No woman wants to be told that if she "turns sideways she might disappear." No girl wants to be told she is "stick thin." Thin women are here, they have a voice just as loud as plus sized women and they deserve to be stood up for too.
I can’t help what size my body is. I can't help that I have a "tiny bump of a rump" and will probably never surpass an A or B cup bra size and a size zero dress. I don't want to feel ashamed of this. I can’t help but feel that society doesn’t want me to have a positive view of myself.
I’m lucky to be confident in my looks and have a large amount of supportive people in mu life, but I often wonder how a younger woman or more vulnerable girl would cope with these type of comments, because I have been there too. Sometimes I still am.
We need to start to see the value in more important ways than what a female looks like. Whether she is "fat" or "skinny," "thick" or "thin," the amount of body fat on her bones (or lack thereof) shouldn't determine her character or who she is. A woman’s importance is how she respects others, how she places herself in the world, her goals and dreams, her achievements and the failures she has built herself up from. A woman is the hard work that she puts into her life.
A woman’s worth is more than her body.
I live a beautiful size zero life.





















