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Dear Body Image…

Dear Body Image,
I would love to say that you and I have been good friends for a while now, but the truth is, we don’t always get along. Over the years, you have made it difficult for me to accept compliments, and often push me to places where I compare myself to others around me and leave me feeling like a negative Nancy. Even when I am feeling pretty good about myself, you come in with your ugly words and tell me: Nope. Nope. Nope. What about this…? Work on that…then you’d feel great!

You often say things that make me want to slump and hide, cover up, or make excuses about who I am. You are so good at seeing the good, the beautiful, and the unique in others, why do you have such a hard time saying them to me? You know that I believe in treating others with kindness, love, and encouragement. You should treat me the same!

I remember when I first became aware of you hanging around. I couldn’t have been more than 11 years old. The thing is, the older I get, the more I like the person I am becoming. I’m not perfect, and I  honestly, I kinda dig that I’m becoming more comfortable with that! I keep learning and growing and the inside changes I’ve gone through have manifested into how I carry myself on the outside.

You see, I am over dealing with your negativity. I think that you’ve had a bad attitude for a while now, and it’s time for a change. If you are going to stick around, I really need you to recognize the creature I am and what I am capable of!

The truth:
This body is actually a complex and intricate design. The more I learn about the human body, the more I am amazed its functions, abilities, and innate response to care for itself. You see Body Image, I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I believe that life it not about taking care of each other, our surroundings, and our selves.

So from now on, there is no room in this relationship for unfavorable, rejecting, or toxic words. From now on you will say things like:
What a privileged it is to move, work, and play. I am grateful my body allows me to do this.
I am a beautiful wife, my husband adores me-and I choose to accept and believe his kindness.
My legs are short and muscle-y, but they are strong and able!
It feels good to put wholesome food into my body for energy and vitality. My body is looking for its happy place with habits like this. 
I will enjoy a splurge on pizza, chocolate, and wine-life is about health and enjoyment.
My friends are beautiful on the inside and out. They love me for who I am, not what the scale says.

I know it will be difficult at first adjusting to this new attitude, but I believe in you. This is real beauty Body Image-and from now on, you are going to keep telling me that. Kapeesh?

With Love,
Cassie

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  • Wow. I am speechless. This is so good. So raw. And so needs to be something I (and every woman) needs to hear and read. You so such an amazing role model.

    • Thanks you for the compliment Carly! It is so hard to be authentic at times, but it’s what I value most. Why not “go there?” Then if I get affirmations like this after doing so, it makes it that much easier (so, thank you again!). I agree that women especially need to get real about the voices in our heads surrounding this issue and we need to support and uplift each other! Thanks for the comment!

  • Love this so much. It makes me think of the women I work with and how their body image turns into an eating disorder voice and tells them engage in behaviors that ruin their lives, relationships, health and being. It is about listening to that voice of compassion. Thank you for sharing and thank you for getting personal!

    • Thanks Camille! I know it leans a little more towards the issues us women go through, but everyone faces self confidence issues and negative self talk. I admire the work you are doing with those who are critical in this area. Thanks for your comment and thanks for the encouragement! We are in it together!

    • Thanks LeAnn! It’s hard to get personal, but once I got the idea to write the letter, the words came. I thought…why NOT share it?!

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