//TW eating disorder mention
Another weekend of tirelessly and endlessly, but SUCCESSFULLY fighting off intrusive thoughts. Mostly surrounding restriction and burning calories.
Recovery can be exhausting. To me and to any of y’all in the fight, you’re a fucking warrior. Seriously I know it never ends. I know recovery is all day everyday. I know there is no damn finish line.
I have always loved my breasts. They are identical to my mothers. The same breasts that fed me. The same breasts that I would see everyday and admire and hope to have one day.
My breasts are warm and soft. They are as tender as my big bulging heart. I wished for them as a small girl, as I always admired the fatty flesh that blossomed on those older than me.
It was only ever since I began sharing my journey and body on the internet. that my breasts were shamed. (About 5 years ago) Partners have always worshiped them. I have always cherished their existence.
“Where am I at?” series part 4
BODY LOVE AND ACCEPTANCE
This past year has been such an exceptional time of healing with my body. I have destroyed old self dialogues. I have changed so much.
A list of things I would not/could not do a year ago in regards to body love.
Authentically posting my chubby body without editing out fat rolls or cellulite.
Sharing content with self deemed “flaws”, and not pointing them out in the post as a defense mechanism.
Posting candid photos.
Having a public account that anyone I know or do not know can view, that features my body in vulnerable.
Liberating my body, by genuinely not caring what others think of it.
Feeling powerful when I break “fashion” or “societal” rules for chubby girls in public.
Taking time out of my day to look at my tummy, and speak kindly to it.
Wearing pants and skirts that visually outline my stomach.
Wearing clothes that do not cover my stretch marks.
Not carrying shame when I need to size up in clothing, because I want to feel comfortable.
Having open and honest conversations about diet culture to people in my day to day life.
Not allowing people to bash their bodies in front of me, and reminding them of their worth.
Moving my body because it feels good, and not because I need to to burn calories.
Doing multiple photo shoots, where I explain in advance that I don’t want to be posed, edited, or shot from “flattering” angles.
this post was removed from ig because it reveals human nipples. the caption was about self love, but naked self love is against ig community guidelines. i’m tired of other people policing human bodies. almost every human has nipples get the fuck over it. stop sexualizing bodies. start accepting who people are.
YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES.
DO NOT SEXUALIZE MY BODY.
EVEN FAT BODIES NEED CONSENT. .
JUST BECAUSE IM FAT DOES NOT MEAN I AM DESPERATE FOR YOUR AFFECTION. .
According to the General Social Survey on Canadians’ Safety there were 22 incidents of sexual assault for every 1,000 Canadians aged 15 and older in 2014.
A higher risk of sexual assault was noted among those who were women, young, Aboriginal, single, and homosexual or bisexual, and those who had poorer mental health.
In addition, individuals who had certain experiences—childhood abuse/ homelessness—and more evening activities outside the home also had a higher risk of sexual assault.
Among the three types of sexual assault measured by the survey, seven in ten self-reported incidents were unwanted sexual touching, two in ten were sexual attacks and one in ten was sexual activity where the victim was unable to consent.
Victims of sexual assault often had negative perceptions of their neighbourhood, lower levels of trust in others and less confidence in the police, compared to those who were not sexually assaulted. They were also less satisfied with their personal safety from crime and less likely to feel safe in certain situations.
Overall, sexual assault offenders were most often men, acting alone and under the age of 35. Just over half of victims knew the person who sexually assaulted them. Most often, offenders were a friend, acquaintance or neighbour, then a stranger. Of all sexual assault incidents perpetrated by someone other than a spouse, one in twenty was reported to the police, compared to one in three incidents of other types of crime.
‘Tonight in Yoga’ @sierrademulder “Tonight in yoga, I realized for the first time
That breathing is not the process of being filled
And emptied; breathing is the act
Of actually making love to the whole world,
Which is to say the world is
your lover, which is to say love the whole
world, in all its sweat folds
and scabbed pockmarks, which is to say
love your dirty corners, your
stalk-like legs and barrel hips, love all
the no and the no and the no
that brought you here, to this moment
and love the yes.”
Don't know who reported this photo but f u c k y o u fuck this shitty society, fuck haters, fuck the patriarchy. I'm tired of the sexualisation and objectification of women. Our nipples are not indecent!! They feed babies!! Isn't it magical!! Gender discrimination must end. Let's free our bodies. Let's run topless in the streets.