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  1. I’m happy to see you are enjoying the Dances With Fat blog. I’ve shared a couple of her posts on facebook and never got a good response. Guess my average friend on there has more issues with size/weight/health than I do. I’ve always been a larger girl; alternating from slightly heavy to obviously obese depending on the year. I’ve also always had self image issues. But, it’s far worse these days then ever before. I know I should be proud of the reason why I have all this extra stomach skin but when I’m surrounded by freaks of nature that look great post baby, it’s hard.

    I know that, for my body, being what society would call a “normal” or “healthy” size is not at all healthy. A couple years back I was at my smallest size of my adult life; I also had a heart attack because I was so incredibly unhealthy at that time. These days I am at least 20lbs larger than I’d like to be, but I’m healthier than I’ve been in a couple years. So… yeah. I just need to get my head around to accepting myself as I am because I’m not good at that at all. This body of mine has fought off cancer and bore a perfect child. I have every reason to be proud of it. Hopefully some day soon I will be.

    • I think that there are a lot of people who are so wholly convinced that they are a lost cause in attraction arena that they resent someone telling them that they’re beautiful. After all, so do all the commercials, who then proceed to say that they’re really not.

      But yes, this is why I’m enjoying pointing out the size issue. There’s a LOT of misimagery that I hadn’t really paid attention to when I was tiny (I didn’t watch TV, for example), and I resent being told how to conform so much that it either goes over my head, or goes into an email to the ASA. *grins*

      As for post-baby body… 18 months does seem to be a pretty magic number, having just past it recently. I don’t know that I’ll ever fully get used to it, but even if I’m supposedly ‘fat’ at 150, I feel much healthier than I ever did at 114. Granted, that’s also a function of endometriosis, but I’d rather make positive connections where I may. I know you will too in time; you’ve got enough self-love to admit that you’re not at peace yet. That’s a strength in and of itself, methinks. πŸ™‚

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