05/24/2026
Can we talk about how exhausting it is to be at war with your own body?
Like, not even in a dramatic way. Just the quiet, daily stuff. Wearing the same 3 outfits because you don't feel like you "deserve" new clothes yet. Saying "when I lose weight" before almost every exciting thing you want to do. Putting off photos, trips, swimsuits, doctors appointments, job applications... because first you need to fix yourself.
I did this for years. Honestly? I still catch myself doing it sometimes.
And the thing nobody tells you is that the waiting doesn't end when you lose the weight or fix the thing. The goal post just moves. There's always a new "when I..."
You don't have to earn the right to take up space. You don't have to be a finished version of yourself to start living.
You get to exist, right now, in the body you already have. Even if it's hard. Even if you don't fully believe it yet.
Drop a 🖤 if you're somewhere in the middle of figuring this out, too.