New Year, Same Me

#NewYear_SameYou // when I look at this photo, I see those arms and I remember the days where I’d obsessively measure them. I can remember sitting at red lights in my car, feeling the circumference of my biceps and promising myself that I’d do arm weights as soon as I got home. I see my fat rolls on my sides and I’m reminded of the countless hours I used to spend working out to make sure I didn’t have back fat. I see my hips and remember an adult telling me not to eat a piece of cheese, because it would give me love handles (at age 8). And finally... I see my stomach. The thing that I’ve always tried to hide. Even at a younger age I can remember sucking in. I hated sitting down because it gave me rolls and wore baggy shirts to cover them. And I never ever got in a swimsuit without extreme anxiety until this year.

I gave so much power and energy to my body and trying to change it that it’s taken me years to try to undo the damage. What we consume in the media can be so damaging. These ads that are flooding our newsfeeds, especially this time of year... telling us something is wrong... they’ve taken our power from us. Guess what.

THIS IS THE YEAR I AM TAKING 👏🏻 MY 👏🏻 POWER 👏🏻 BACK.