I hope everyone’s doing ok. I have so much I want to talk about and empathise with others about, but my head isn’t in the right place just now, but something has been on my mind.
I genuinely think women can be beautiful as all shapes and sizes. I’m bisexual, and I prefer women, so this isn’t just a “you go girl” thing, I really do think women can be beautiful in so many ways.
But I can never see myself that way. I’d never, ever criticise (even internally), another woman who has a similar body type to mine. Does that make sense? it’s not even like I want to think I’m “hot”, it’s just this stupid illness is so cruel to myself, but I’m glad my “real” self still sees other people in a clear way.
I really wish sometimes we could speak to each other. I think it would help so much. I feel that with ED particularly, they are so isolating, lots of people actually don’t understand how they limit your day-to-day life and can trigger other disorders like anxiety and depression that it would be so therapeutic to talk.
You are so considerate about others in terms of how to speak about other people’s bodies. I am permanently comparing (does everyone do this?). In terms of body shape, I hate mine- it isn’t even about the size at times it is about specific things that were still there at my smallest (and will never go). Then I think I am being self-obsessed with all the body-checking and hate myself even more for it.
When I look at other women, regardless of size or shape, my general opinion is that they look so fantastic and free in what they are wearing (although in reality, many of them probably are having similar battles in their heads). Why can they look so good?
The worst part of comparisons though, is if (as mentioned above, I get wind of a hint of a weight change with someone IRL or on SM). Then I get so preoccupied with looking for evidence of this in their pictures that I can spend hours online looking for minute details. I have never admitted this to anyone. There is so much I have done that I haven’t admitted. Yesterday I was terrified that the MFP value (it didn’t match the packet) for something I bought was wrong so I panicked and downloaded nutracheck in the supermarket.
You are so considerate about others in terms of how to speak about other people’s bodies. I am permanently comparing (does everyone do this?). In terms of body shape, I hate mine- it isn’t even about the size at times it is about specific things that were still there at my smallest (and will never go). Then I think I am being self-obsessed with all the body-checking and hate myself even more for it.
When I look at other women, regardless of size or shape, my general opinion is that they look so fantastic and free in what they are wearing (although in reality, many of them probably are having similar battles in their heads). Why can they look so good?
The worst part of comparisons though, is if (as mentioned above, I get wind of a hint of a weight change with someone IRL or on SM). Then I get so preoccupied with looking for evidence of this in their pictures that I can spend hours online looking for minute details. I have never admitted this to anyone. There is so much I have done that I haven’t admitted. Yesterday I was terrified that the MFP value (it didn’t match the packet) for something I bought was wrong so I panicked and downloaded nutracheck in the supermarket.
I am sorry that you are not in a good place at the moment. I saw a post on Instagram the other day that likened happiness to waves. Eventually another one will come along, eventually that feeling will come back, even though it doesn’t feel like it at the moment. I hope you can talk when you feel you can and it isn’t too painful.