Sometimes I wonder why we are so hard on ourselves.
We look in the mirror and see every line, spot, pimple, grey hair and goat hair.
We spend hours looking for and trying on jeans and can't find a suitable pair to fit our "weird" bodies because we are too tall or too short, we have a flat butt or a too fat one, the waistband is too high or too low, yadayadayada...
To hear a group of women talk about trying to find a decent swimming suit is to hear tales of sheer terror!
Could you imagine a group of men discussing such things? Huddled together in the mens room talking about stretch marks and cottage cheese?
Men don't seem to have the same issues with their bodies that women do. They don't really care what they weigh or if they run into someone at the store with no make-up and wearing a sweat suit.
Women go to great lengths to hide their perceived imperfections. Cover-ups, shawls, no shorts, no sleeve-less.....
I admit to some of these obsessions.
Being overweight most of my life then finally losing 80 pounds five years ago has made me acutely aware of such things as calories in/calories out and the number on the
I remember, before my weight loss, talking to friends and hearing how they also wanted to lose weight and how "these 3 pounds just will not come off!"
I wanted to cry everytime I heard something like that. And I heard ridiculous things like that quite often.
After I lost the weight, I acquired another body image obsession. I was feeling pretty good about my loss and really hadn't noticed any "problem" areas (translated-sagging!). But my sweet little grand daughter noticed something. She would flap my "bat wings" whenever I was buckling her into her car seat. I didn't think anything about it until one day her dad told her to stop doing that.
OMG! I have bat wings! (go ahead and scroll up to see them, I'll wait)
That started the no sleeveless, must hide my bat wings obsession. I started noticing others had the same phobia and some were even having surgery to remove them. They were left bat wing free but with a huge scar down the under side of their arms.
I wondered if that was a such great trade off. And I realized that weight loss, gravity and genetics could result in bat wings. I happily went sleeveless once again!
I was shopping with girlfriends and we were trying on some lovely shawls. One friend told the sales clerk she never goes sleeve-less and if she does she wears something to cover her arms because, you know, bat wings.
The sales clerk told her her arms were beautiful. She then told us that when she started saying that same thing her mother told her to ask a person who had no arms if they thought her arms were fat.
To answer the question posed in the title of this post-
I see 2 things wrong with the picture
1) I am not sitting by a pool, lake or beach
2) I do not have a glass of iced tea nearby
Other than that, it's simply me.
Go easy on yourself.
You are beautiful.
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It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere. ~Agnes Repplier
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