We’re in the midst a huge body and more specifically, fat-positive movement. This is one of those moments where it’s like, “dang, it’s about time that the chubby girls got their shine!” But for many of us, it’s not that easy to just go full Lizzo and love the bodies that we have. This is an open letter to you, to me, to all of us who are struggling.
This morning I woke up feeling like a total badass which made me love you more. But yesterday I didn’t, and I hated you. Both days I honored you because you’re worthy of that–especially on the days that are harder.
I value you. You have grown, birthed and nurtured three babies. You have conquered depression. We have developed healthy habits together and then trashed them and then got them back together. We’ve been hurt due to clumsiness and words.
But this morning I woke up. I was able to move. I was able to get up and hug my children that we produced. While it’s a love-hate relationship that I have with you right now, I honor you. I honor what you’ve done and we are planning to do.
Sometimes I’m jealous of the women that seemingly rock their confidence like armor that will never fade. And then sometimes I feel like I am that woman. Something that I’m learning through this is that loving you is a journey, not a destination. There are going to be times that we’re out here twirling on the haters and other times we’re pinching the bulges wondering how we got here.
I recognize that while some days may be better with liking where we are, what matters is that at the end of the day, I vow to take care of you and work hard on respecting you.
I will fill you with positive affirmations, delicious and healthy foods, and visions that affirm our beauty. Whether we stay this big, get smaller or bigger, I will always love you because you’re worth it.