I absolutely love the fact that women today are speaking out against society’s demands that we must all be pin-thin, curve-less, unhealthy twigs. The idea that being a size 2 is okay, 0 is ideal, and that 12 is plus size just blows me away. 12 IS PLUS SIZE?! Crazy.
No doubt, this mentality and perceived standard is damaging. I can speak from experience – it changed my life. I’ve experienced dissatisfaction with being 120 pounds. If only I could get to 118, then I would feel better. But when I hit 118, suddenly it didn’t satisfy either. 115 became the new 118. Then 112 was the greener grass. Then fear struck at 110, and rock bottom came (as well as much needed professional help) at 106. And all for what? There are SO many things that are involved in an Eating Disorder (and it’s different from person to person); however, one component is this: Thinking that I had to fit to some societal standard of thinness in order to be a better, more accepted and ultimately, more attractive person. What a slough of lies. Not to mention that my satisfaction won’t be found in size or appearance but in Jesus. But we’ll save that for another post 🙂
This photo has been going around Facebook recently, and I nearly cheered when I saw it:
Now, let me be clear on this: it’s not about being “hotter”. It’s about being healthier, and healthy is attractive! However, this does illustrate my point. When did skeleton come in vogue? When did counting ribs become the thing to do? I understand that some people are naturally thin, but there’s a difference between genetics and restriction. I think you can tell the difference when you look into one’s eyes. The naturally thin person has a healthy glow. The self-starved person has a put-on twinkle which masks a sunken countenance and a deeper emptiness.
From my perspective, there’s a gigantic emphasis on non-self acceptance unless you’re perfect (whatever your image of perfect is). Flat tummy, tiny thighs, toned arms, button nose…the list goes on. There’s a great post over on Recovery Bites about actually LOVING our tummies. Guess what! If you love something, you accept it. Love your tummy, accept your tummy. It’s one step closer to body peace.
Something I’ve learned this school year is that big appetites are okay. For my sake, let me say that again:
BIG APPETITES ARE OKAY!!!!!!!
Ordering a hefty meal at a restaurant? Sure, why not?! Gleefully finishing it off (and maybe even bragging about it)? Even better! My roomies are true blessings when it comes to being examples of this. Seriously. (And I wholeheartedly mean that as a compliment.)
See, I used to think that I could/should always/only eat stuff like this:
And something like this might have been too much.
But now, I can sit down and enjoy a healthy meal like this:
And dig into a dessert like this:
Who’s scared of an ice cream cone? NOT ME!
Matter of fact, I can openly admit…I adore ice cream. Yay for $1 cones at McD’s!
As a society, our perception has been completely demolished. So much media supports (in one way or another) the notion that healthy isn’t attractive. That thin trumps all. That reaching thinness will solve all your problems and in a sense, be the ultimate nirvana. To be honest, I still struggle with rejecting this mentality, but God is faithful to bit by bit, heal my mind and my heart. And I’m so thankful.
Here’s to embracing health and right perception!
What do you think? Do you feel that media puts undue pressure on thinness? I’d love to hear your thoughts!
Something I realized while writing this post: I don’t really have any photos of me eating. Sure, I have pictures of food, and pictures of me WITH food, but I couldn’t find any where I actually was putting food in my mouth. Be watching for that to change! And for that recipe I promised the other day…. 🙂