I've always had issues with my body; it probably started with the fact that my first boyfriend would always call me stuff like 'plump', and 'thick', when I really wasn't - he was honestly just a beanpole. It only really got worse from there, and now it's gotten to the point where I feel so ugly, and fat, and unlovable that all I can think about is taking a knife to my softer parts and hacking them off.
The weird thing is that I genuinely don't believe being fat is ugly. Of course I don't; the guy I have a crush on right now is overweight, and I think he's the most beautiful, sexy creature to ever set foot on this mortal realm. I think my heavier friends are some of the prettiest men and women I know, and I don't mean that disingenuously; I seriously, completely, and utterly believe in beauty at all sizes... Except when it applies to me. I have no idea how I can admire fat on others so much, but feel so disgusting and useless when it's on me. I have no idea how to break free from these stupid, internal double standard and love myself the way I love others.
Anybody ever go through anything similar?
The weird thing is that I genuinely don't believe being fat is ugly. Of course I don't; the guy I have a crush on right now is overweight, and I think he's the most beautiful, sexy creature to ever set foot on this mortal realm. I think my heavier friends are some of the prettiest men and women I know, and I don't mean that disingenuously; I seriously, completely, and utterly believe in beauty at all sizes... Except when it applies to me. I have no idea how I can admire fat on others so much, but feel so disgusting and useless when it's on me. I have no idea how to break free from these stupid, internal double standard and love myself the way I love others.
Anybody ever go through anything similar?
2 years