I read an article yesterday titled the 10 Struggles of Being Not Fat, but Not Skinny Either. If you haven’t read it yet, its definitely a thought provoking article about body image, or it was for me anyways. But after reading, I’ve realized how far I’ve come with being absolutely okay with what I look like most days. Either that or the article was just totally off base and I’m normal. I’ll let you decide. :)
I confess, I am not always 100% okay with how I look. But, I bet you aren’t either. I have days where I feel bloated, or too pale, or too something. I’ve struggled with accepting my body for what it is. I don’t always like the way my stomach looks, I don’t have a thigh gap, and I often feel like my boobs are too big, my waist is too high, or my arms are too big. But I think the more important thing is feeling good about yourself on almost all of the days. The article went on to list the author’s ten struggles with her weight, and reading them… I just couldn’t relate.
I couldn’t help but have some thoughts about each of her points, mostly because I always have opinions.
1. Analyzing the “You look so thin!” comment on a picture.
I have never done this. I cannot think of a time where a. anyone has said this to me, or b. a time where I would care. I would probably think cool, I guess I must look good or something, and move on with my life.
2. Eating with people you’re not close with. (a.k.a the “Salad Battle”)
I have never, ever understood this. I’ve never ordered a salad on a date. I hate salads as a main entree. Bring me a salad before my dinner entree, fine, but do not make me eat it for my dinner. I will just be hangry and no one wants that.
One time when I was in college, a group of senior girls at my work went out to a lunch with our manager and the Vice President of the university. He said how “impressed” he was that we were all ordering “real food” and not salads, like the women he has dated who were of an “older generation.” Thanks, I guess?
3. Choosing an outfit to wear out on a weekend night.
Okay, sure, this plagues me. But not because I feel bad about myself, but more because… I don’t like wearing tight clothing. I haven’t felt comfortable with doing that since I hit puberty, because, well I have boobs and I don’t like flaunting them anymore. Too much cleavage is not a good look on me, and dare I say most women my age.
4. Buying jeans.
Well, okay, this sucks too. Mostly because companies can’t get their shit together and make sure all their denim is cut and sewn the same way. I bought 4 pairs of denim jeans after really liking one I bought… and half were too big and the other half were too small. They were the same size and style… what gives?!
5. Wondering what guys refer to you as.
No cares. This isn’t Mean Girls, I highly doubt any man out there has a burn book or rates women. And if he does? Not worth a second of my time.
6. Taking your cover up off at the beach.
Samantha Matt referred to the “roll” that someone may see when the beach cover ups come off. Hell, I hope people have rolls! Real life cannot be photoshopped like magazines. Almost everyone has a roll somewhere. Who cares?! I will say though, bikinis and me don’t have a great history together. Maybe I’ll share that story later. ;)
7. Deciding whether or not to eat free food at work.
LOL what? Always eat the free food. Always. If my co-workers think I am fat for eating snacks at work then they are just bizarre. Plus, they’re nerds. They don’t judge me for eating, I’m the one that places the snack orders!
8. Losing and gaining weight.
My weight fluctuates within 2-5 pounds throughout the month. I’ve had a long time to get used to that fun fact and I just don’t care.
9. Trying to figure out what guy(s) are actually interested in you at the bar.
Hm… not a priority. I mean, sure I’m not single, but even if I was, do I really care if someone I just met at a bar is that into me or not? How about wondering if you are even into them?
10. Explaining to people that you’re staying in because you… just wanna lose 3 pounds.
What? Really? I get that sometimes you may just want to have a night in, but typically this is because I’d rather be home with Ben and Jerry on the couch and some Netflix… not because I want to lose 3 pounds. I would hope if someone really felt this way that their friends and family would rally around them. Staying home because you’re afraid to indulge every once and awhile makes life not worth living.
My conclusion to all of this? I think I’m doing just fine with body acceptance, and I hope the readers of that article who could relate to Samantha find peace with themselves. Every body is beautiful at every size. Worrying about what others think about your body isn’t going to make you happier.
Are you okay with your body most days? How do you feel about these ten “struggles”?