I think I have finally come to terms with my body. Congrats to me! I accept the fact that I can't make my hips any smaller, but I like the fact that I have a small waist. I used to feel like the stark difference between my hips and my waist sort of limited what I could wear and how I felt in bathing suits and jeans (don't worry, though, I still don't like jeans...or pants very much). I mean I can't avoid the fact that I've had food issues since third grade when a so called friend called me fat. And I know it's a ridiculous thing to hold onto for so long, but you have to realize that I was in third grade. If you don't happen to remember third grade, it didn't really involve self conscious feelings about weight, at least for me. Though it sounds dramatic, those words kind of stuck with me through elementary, middle school and high school. I could go on and on about all of the things (and girls) that added to my problem, but I shall not.
Right now, it just feels really good to let at least a little of what I've been holding onto for half of my life. Even if it's just a wee bit! Yipidedooda!
By the way, I'm not trying to upset anyone or make anyone feel bad for me. I can't help what I feel or felt, I'm sorry. I am writing this for me, that is what a blog is for, is it not? Yes it is.