Body Image Series: Blog 3

Body Image Series: Blog 3

Honesty and transparency make you vulnerable. Be honest and transparent anyways. – Mother Teresa What you’re about to read are five insights from five friends about body image. In preparing for my last blog in this Body Image series, I was inspired to hear from other women. In opening up the dialog, I realized the entire blog needed to be dedicate to their stories. I hope you are as moved as I was in reading their struggles and victories. Thank you five friends. “Big, fat, yeast roll!” The older girls in my church group cackled as they compared my 8-year old frame to a popular restaurant’s dinner side item.  Church girls can be so nice. That same year, a boy on the bus pointed out my tummy pooch. In third grade I learned that a tummy “pooch” was bad. For the next 6 years, I gained weight, even though I played sports and took dance.  I was scared to buy jeans because I didn’t want to know what size I wore. What a sad thing to occupy the mind of a pre-teen, when I could have been thinking about enjoying fun things with my friends. Then things got serious. High school. Cute guys, dances, football games, cool clothes, the even cooler “cool crowd”, and this Southern Baptist girl didn’t know what to do except take control. Enter anorexia. I played basketball my freshmen year and we ran. A LOT. I began to lose weight and realized that the more I exercised, the more weight I lost. Then I began to limit the types of food I would eat. No...