Being body positive is all over the internet these days. But what does it all really mean? Does it mean that you are simply comfortable in your own skin? Does it mean you are happy with who you are? Does it even mean you are healthy? These are the questions that I asked myself years ago when I stopped starving myself to be thin. I asked myself as to when exactly did I begin this nonsense of crazy dieting, or practically starving myself to be thin and attractive because that is what I thought you had to look like as a female. How young is too young to even think that this is normal?
The earliest recollection I had as a young girl that I was getting fat was when I was about twelve years old. It was when puberty had really kicked in and I couldn't fit into any of my clothes from when I was considered tall and skinny for my age the year before. It is so weird how much one can change within a year, and how much I had changed from age eleven to twelve. My body seemed to keep getting pudgy, and I went from wearing girls clothes to having to wear a women's size 12 in jeans, and then by the time I was thirteen and fourteen I went up to a size 13. Back then I ate horribly because that is how I was raised; little Debbie sn