In light of a world that is embracing and selling extreme body images, it’s unsettling to discover the amount of Body Shaming that is still circulating across North America. Most of my life I have battled with the reality that my rear end is big. It sticks out, it’s wide, really hard to find a pair of jeans that fit well. Today, people are seeking out plastic surgeons to get butt implants! A concept that makes no sense to me whatsoever! But Yay for me, my rear end is finally acceptable, or so I thought.
My weight has fluctuated over the duration of my life. I have been thin, I have had an athletic body, and I have been large. The yo-yo effect. For the most part, I have maintained a healthy body regardless these fluctuations. But these last three years, I am the largest I have ever been. The difference is, against all the years prior to my ever changing body size, today I feel the most comfortable in my own body. I’m not stressing about how I look, I’m not constantly aware if my thighs are jiggling with each step, and if my chest is winning the war against gravity. I am not focused on my body image with each breath I take! I am simply living out my days without really thinking twice about my body. And guess what, I have discovered that big, or thin I can still ride on a roller coaster, I can still put on a bathing suit and hang out at the beach! I can still enjoy a day at the fair playing ball toss and raising my arms with a cheer when I hit the 10,000 point hole! I am still doing all the things I used to do when I was thin. And I feel more free to just be me!
In my twenties and thirties, I was so focused on my body. Flat tummy, smaller rear end, no arm Jello, thigh gap, etc… I worked out, I walked, I watched what I ate (better yet, didn’t eat much at all). The tiniest bit of bloating or weight gain, I was so unhappy with myself and self conscience, I would literally think twice about going out in public anywhere! Well now that I am in my forties and a good 40 lbs heavier than I was back then, I really don’t care to focus that intensely on how my body looks, or even concerned with how everyone around me is viewing my shape.
I have been thru quite a bit these last few years, much of which is a contributing factor to my weight gain. However, recently it has been brought to my attention that people have been Body Shaming me behind my back. Apparently, it’s pretty bad. I’m not too sure how I should feel about this. A part of me is feeling self conscience again like I did in my younger adult years but another part of me is feeling nothing. Who cares.
“What others think about me is none of my business”, a statement with a great deal of wisdom. Do those people really know anything about me, for all they have to discuss is my body shape? So why should it matter to me what they think? Well, it doesn’t matter, because what they have to say about me is a reflection more about themselves than anything about me. We all deal with some level of insecurity and self doubt. The easiest thing for someone to do is to make some type of comparison to another so as to validate themselves. The sad thing is, it bleeds its way thru to each preceding generation to perpetuate the cycle, in spite of all the positive self improving, motivational awareness that circulates thru all types of media, this type of defamation is still going strong.
The world today is living in a movement of acceptance, of all types of people and their lifestyles. The slightest word spoken against a particular group of individuals can literally destroy the person who spoke that word. Call that person bias, discriminatory, call it bullying or harassment. Whatever you want to call it, we should all make a conscience effort to speak positively about one another that we may teach those younger than us to love, and accept themselves as well as others. And if you are on the receiving end of those negative words, always tell yourself, their opinion of me does not determine my worth or value in this world. Thank you.