My Body, My Shape
Guess you are wondering what I mean by “My Body, My Shape“. What could this article possibly be about? First a little history…
Body Goals: Not so positive.
I didn’t always love the person I was. It never was the stretch marks or surgical scars…it was always how I looked in clothes. I would get so aggravated and didn’t like to go shopping because I would have to face how I looked in whatever it was I was trying on. My goals were always someone else’s body goal. I want to look like her or I wish my abs popped like hers. I wanted to be the girl in the magazine. I took so many pills, so many supplements, so many different FADs (false advertising diets) and my health deteriorated. I even made myself throw up all the time and abused laxatives. I didn’t think much of health. I honestly didn’t. My priority was to look what I thought sexy was supposed to look like, thin. If I were thin I wouldn’t have to worry about any outfit looking unappealing on me. I needed to be thin. It didn’t take the constant hospital stays, numerous diagnosis, the prescription drugs or even the constant dehydration episodes to make me think health should be my number one priority. My appearance was always number one. I fought this battle for many many years.
The Wake Up Call
In 2012, I had a wake up call. It was time to let go of the depression. It was time to stop self-hating. It was time to let go of self-shame. My body was suffering so bad because I chased the goal of body imagery. By 2012 I had been diagnosed with numerous things like: kidney stones that shifted to a kidney infection that lead to hospital stay and surgery (2008), Caffeine addiction on a drug level 😦 (2009), GERD (2009), Barrett’s Esophagus (2009), IBS w/ Chronic Constipation (2009), Gastritis (2009), Unable to Have Children (2008-2009), Pancreatitis (2010), Hyperemesis Gravidarum (2010), Lupus like symptoms (2009-2014), Urinary Incontinence (2012-2013), Depression (2010), Anxiety (2011), etc. That’s just to name a few. Doctors and nurses would tell me I was just too young to be suffering from so much. I mean prior to 2012 it just wasn’t a worry for me. Sad that I had ignorance towards a healthier lifestyle.
That’s when I decided to change my blog name from Smiley’s Healthy Way of Life to Physically Unique Diva. I had to become my own body goals, in love with my own body shape, desire health before appearance, I was uniquely made and became a diva of healthier eating (nutrition). My body, My shape! We have one body to live in until we are gone to eternal life. We can only be our own shape. Listen to me when I say…
My Body, My Shape!
“Do not sacrifice your mental health to have the “perfect body”…as loving yourself is the greatest revolution. Remember, weight or body image does not dictate your health or worth. Be Body Aware! Self love is utmost importance as well as mental health. Be Unique…Physically Unique!”
If you know someone in your life that needs to hear this…please feel free to share. I want to reach as many people as I can. Let everyone know you are not alone. I’ve been there and I know the struggle. This is a judgement free zone here. I’m here to help in any way that I possibly can. Choose life over body imagery. Choose Health. Love and thank you all for your continued support.
—PHYSICALLY UNIQUE DIVA—