Skinny/Plus Size/In between

There are some great writings on body image at edencafe.com. I wasn't really aware of edencafe at that time, so I didn't get a chance to partake in them. I figured, why not partake here then? So, here it is...

I am not skinny. I like to say I'm curvy, but really, I'm just fat. I'm okay with it though. I actually embrace it in a weird way. Weird way? Well, it has been a part of who I am for a long time.

I was skinny when I was young. I had the young slender body of a dancer [which I was at the tender age of 4 and up] and I was an energetic ball of fire. I was young though, and while there are obese children out there, it is a bit more hard to achieve being obese at a young age.

I became fat in third grade. Oh, I remember it well. The kids started making fun of me, and I started to be a bully. I figured, better to be mean to them before they could be mean to me. Not the best logic, but I was nine and didn't have the best logic.

I made what friends I could. I made friends easier with boys, and the one or two girlfriends I had truly liked me for me. As I grew up, I embraced the fact that my friends liked me for me. It wasn't because I wore the coolest clothes [because I couldn't, I couldn't fit into them]. It wasn't because I was a cool girl [because kids are really shallow and I was too big to be a cool girl].

High school came and I became more proportionate. I looked like a woman. I had hips and tits and an ass. I know it sounds really bad, but I developed a personality that got me the friends I had. I was smart and funny and kind. I'm not going to lie, there was a period where I judged the skinny girls.

Oh, how easy it must be to be skinny. Oh how perfect their lives must be. They can shop at all the cool stores. They have oh so perfect lives, because they're skinny, right???

Then I realized, that no matter what a girl's shape, there are hardships. There is a fat acceptance movement that is currently going on. I can get behind that, but what I could get behind even more is an all acceptance movement. There are girls with small tits, huge tits, big butts, no hips, pouchy stomachs, fatty arms, skinny legs, and everything else. I wish that looks weren't so emphasized in our society. Everyone is beautiful. I wish we could just see that easier.