Feminism

True Body Confessions: The Real Not the Ideal

True Body Confessions launches today and I wish I could say I am shocked by the responses:

I’m a size 0-2 and in great shape and my fiance tells me he loves the way I look every chance he gets. When I look in the mirror all I see is fat fat fat. Why? because when I was in college, I dated a guy that pinched my stomach and told me it was gross, and I have never been able to get over it.

My boobs are so saggy that I can hide my whole hand under them. I am only 28, but my boobs have always been saggy. I am sad cause I never got the perky ones. And I have no money for a lift, so I guess I just have to feel shitty about them.

I have been fat since I was 7. I blame my mother for this, as she was addicted to food and couldn’t shield me from her constant eating for support. Now she has lost 100 pounds and is skinny mini for the first time in years while I’m still 70lbs overweight and screwed. She was proud of me for losing the weight once thanks to antidepressants starving me down, but I gained it all back plus more. I feel worthless. And jealous.

I lost 90 pounds and looked and felt beautiful than opppps got pregnant and feel HUGE now. I miss my smaller body. I miss feeling sexy.

For once – i’d like to attract someone because of me instead of my body.

I’m not surprised because this is how the female mind operates. It’s so much easier to take something that’s bothering you (a heartbreak, a stressful work environment, an uncertain future) and make it about situps and starvation, because those are things that seem easy to control by comparison. If you make a habit out of that, though, you never really address the root cause of your discontent. I hope this site will help people express what they need to say, and that the collective combination of so many women nonsensically berating themselves will be an impetus to stop that kind of negative thinking.

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