Oh my trolls will love this!
You know what, this isn't hard for me at all. By society's current standards I should run and hide in some dark cave or at least get around in tent-like clothing and feel greats amount of shame for my size 20 body that is an exhibition of cellulite and the ravages of pregnancy and childbirth and gallbladder operations... I think society - at least our society - is wrong. I should not feel shame for my body because it isn't a size 8 (or even a size 12)... I am not stupid, or lazy, or out-of-control, or ignorant, or any of the labels that society likes to plaster to images of women who are above a size 12. I am the anti-thesis of all these things!
I can't hate my body. I been there, I bought the tshirt and overall it was a tedious and very sucky trip. My body is an amazing, well oiled machine which has grown and birthed four children! It has nourished them for almost thirteen years (and if you were to separate out all the overlaping pregnancies with breast feeding and tandem breastfeeding it's actually over twenty years)!
It has a brain which works in amazing, intelligent, creative ways.
It has its feeble foibles as well. My eyes could work better and I'd have loved to have a little more accurate vocal chords, but it makes up for those things in other ways.
These legs can walk many, many kilometres in a day and not buckle.
These arms lift a 13 kilo, wriggly weight multiple times a day without a complaint.
This back used to routinely carry a 15 kilo weight for several hours a day and is still working just fine after all these years.
I could go on and on, but I know you're really just here to see my magnificent form, so here it is!
|Yes, I'm deliberately headless because you really|
don't need to see my bed hair on Sunday...
There it is! Stretch marks from four pregnancies, scars from gallbladder surgery, cellulite from family genes (yes, that is true, most cellulite is, in fact, inherited), adornments of tattoos to mark important events in my life. I love it all because it all refers to things in my life I would never have opted out of. My body is a roadmap of my life and my life has been amazing!
Do you love your body? If not now, can you see a time when you might?