Being the holidays, I haven’t exactly been taking care of my body the way I should. Granted, I really haven’t done that most of my life. I’m not going to lie. I’ve always hated exercise. I have asthma and have always been bigger. This makes exercising either painful or a real struggle. That’s why I just don’t do it. I’ve had those random spurts where I’ll go to the gym every day for a couple months and count my calories to lose weight. I’ll lose 10-15 pounds then I’ll give in to my desire… food. Now, I know this isn’t healthy, and believe me when I say I’m working on it, but I constantly knock myself down because of this.
I love food. It’s human and it’s what we all need to survive. Is chocolate, ice cream, bread, and pasta good for me? Well, no… but it’s delicious and makes me all warm and fuzzy when I eat it (really, it happens). Why should I hate myself for enjoying food? Why should I down myself for being plus size? I know what you’re thinking… I shouldn’t! And you’re right… but everyone struggles with their body image. Not just plus size girls like me, but all humans. Even little kids who realize that their bodies are changing and that they are different from that of their friends at school.
During these times, there’s nothing more comforting than realizing that it’s okay. It’s okay to be big, it’s okay to be small, it’s okay to be athletic, it’s okay to be normal. It’s just okay to be whatever you want and have whatever body you want. When I struggle, I look to articles, quotes, and my loved ones to bring myself happiness and comfort in who I am. Since I’ve been struggling, I wanted to extend some positivity to my readers and let you all know… you are never alone.
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