I became slightly paranoid
I worried what people would think about the way I look
Would they think I was chunky?
Too big?
With big boobs and big hips
I wasn't happy with the photos
But then I never am
So I posted them anyway
As I haven't posted a photo in quite a while
I have no earthly clue what I weigh
And haven't weighed in a couple of months
I do get curious from time to time
But I really do think I am better off not knowing
Ignorance is bliss and all that
The last time I weighed I was X kilos
Putting me at a BMI of 19-20
I can live with that
That is healthy
I don't try to control my weight anymore
I don't watch what I eat
I don't restrict or cut out any food groups
I allow myself sweets and treats
I believe everything in moderation
Including moderation
As for my weight
Well
I guess I am going by how I feel
Rather than what I look like
Or what I weigh
And I do feel good
I do feel healthy
And my clothes still fit perfectly
So I am happy enough with that
I can't lie though
Sometimes I get a huge urge to weigh myself
And I plan to buy a set of scales
But
I soon come to my senses
And realise that would be a step back
I am slowly but surely growing to accept my new body
I am so used to bring small and weak
But at the moment I am strong and fit
Horse riding is helping me tone up
And I feel curvy and shapely
My body image varies from day to day
Some days I hate what I see in the mirror
Some days I can't find a stitch of clothing that looks half decent on me
Some days all I see are rolls of fat
But I also have good days
When I appreciate my hour glass figure
When I can see how womanly my curves are
When I can appreciate the marvellous instrument that my body is
I no longer hanker after a stick thin body
I no longer wish I was underweight
Not only is it not a good look
It's down right unhealthy and dangerous
So
I will continue not to weigh
As I no longer measure my self worth in pounds and ounces
Sometimes I do think it would be nice to lose a few pounds
But I thought that last year
And ended up losing 12 kilos
And relapsing quite spectacularly
I really don't know if it's possible to lose a few pounds safety in recovery
I know I've never been able to do that
Because I don't know when to stop
It's always a case of 'I'll just lose a couple more pounds'
And before you know it
Your hipbones are sharp enough to slice bread
And your clothes hang off you so much that you could be a west coast rapper
You know what?
I don't want to be pin thin
I know I can't be that way without being desperately ill
And more than that
I don't want to be they way
You know what happens when you are severely underweight?
People pity you
And feel sorry for you
I used to welcome that pity
But not anymore
No way
I don't want pity or sympathy
I don't want people to feel sorry for me
Yes I want to be liked
But not at the expense of my health
Now it really doesn't bother me if someone likes me or not
I have enough people in my life who like and love me
More than enough
I am well at the moment
The best I've been in a very long time
So I am trying to keep doing the things that keep me well
While trying to let go of those that hold me back
It's a balancing act
But I am incredibly grateful to have all that I have in my life
I know I am blessed
Yes
I gAve had to deal with a lot of shit in my life
But I've also been granted the strength to get through it
I'm growing up
I'm thriving right now
Work is bringing out the best in me
And I'm just so happy to be living my life
And growing and blossoming as a person
As woman
As a daughter
A friend
A sister
An auntie
A horse rider
A doggy mama
A worker
I am truly so much more than my illness
I know that now
My illness is now only a sliver of the pie that is my life
How awesome is that......?