I had a bigger butt
My legs were never as small
I had an hourglass figure at the age of 8
I mean I had bangs that made me look like I had a mullet
Yes Marisa, I admit it...
I was just bigger...
Why do they start? Who puts its in our heads?
Media, society, friends, parents, parents friends, something internal?
This sounds like something I would have discussed in my gender communications class or a topic for a sociology paper...
Don't get me wrong...
My parents have done a wonderful job of that.
But, I can't help but compare, knit pick, dream
about what my idea of the perfect body is...
Its tough being a girl
You go to the gym,
to be better
to feel better
to live better
but then you go home and eat chocolate because
that girl has better...
I don't know why this has been on my heart the last few days
I have been making better choices
I should feel like my efforts are helping, not making it worse
There is a chance its because the other night I jiggled when I know I shouldn't have
(my butt jiggled when I was brushing my teeth, I know that is not supposed to be a full body exercise!!!!)
It might have to do with the bathing suit shopping via victoriasecret dot com
eating a whole bag of milk chocolate covered toffee popcorn from trader joes... enough said.
But it seems to be a hot topic, especially in the last few days with other blogs I read
One inparticular, yes and yes
The other day there was a guest post that resonated with me
I had been particularly hard on myself that day
About all my