I am sharing this link to an article that I read yesterday that made me so sad.
Real Women Have Back Fat
Read this. Please read this.
"Real women have back fat. Real women also don't have an ounce of back
fat. Real women, in fact, have all kinds of curves and wrinkles and
pockets and lines. Every single body is different and has its own flaws
and perfections, the result of a complex play of socioeconomic factors,
heredity, health issues, lifestyle choices and a myriad of combinations
of those factors. Women, just like men, come in every imaginable shape
and size."-Stacie Huckeba
Please, women of this world, men of this world, PEOPLE, please, just stop hating on other people and ourselves for how we look. Stop with the negative thoughts. Please. Please. We can do this. We can lift each other up. We can love ourselves for the bright and beautiful butterflies we really are.
Stop hating on yourself. Stop. Right now. Just stop.
Tell me one good thing about you. Tell me an awesome thing you did today. Tell me why your body rocks.
I'll start. My boys weigh nearly thirty pounds each and I can lift them both at the same time and carry them around the house. And by lift them, I mean I bend down to pick them up, so that's practically a dead lift (yeah? I don't know weightlifting terms). I can carry sixty pounds of toddler without breaking a sweat. My body, the one that I hate so much more than I should, allows me to do that.
Eff off, society. I may not fit your standard of beauty, but damnit, I am still awesome!