Day 10 “challenge”: Share a song, poem, book, movie, or tv show that helps you feel body positive.
For the second year in a row I don’t have anything that fits in this category. Is that weird? I will say that seeing screenshots and gifs of My Mad Fat Diary make me want to watch the show, but Netflix has spoiled me for streaming so I keep forgetting to find it online.
Day 11 “challenge”: Write a body positive letter to your past self.
Oooookaaaay. This is a tough one. Whenever I wish I knew something when I was younger, or that I had taken different actions, I remember that to imagine a different life is to imagine a different self with which to live it. I don’t want to do that; I love who I am. I wouldn’t wish to tell my younger self what was to come, because I wouldn’t end up the woman that I am now. Of course, today’s challenge doesn’t have to be that deep. But I can’t escape the notion that telling my past self anything would change who I am now. The things I wish for my past self are that she had a better support system and valued herself more, but one can’t just say “Value yourself!” And telling my past self that her support system sucks doesn’t change her support system. So I don’t really know what to write to my past self. The only major blip on my body positivity journey was the few months when my weight reached 200lbs and I was miserable, but I quickly realized that I was only miserable because I was giving credence to my dad’s hatred of fat people. I wouldn’t take that learning experience away from myself, because it was a great lesson in not letting the opinions of those close to me affect my view of myself. So yeah, I don’t have a body positive letter, or any other kind of letter, to write to my past self. And I’m actually really happy about that.