Here's a moment of truth: I weigh 260 lbs. That's a lot. I'm at the heaviest I have ever been in my life, and I hate that it took me until now for it to really click. For a long time, I listened to the people who told me "Fat is okay! Fat is pretty! Fat is great!" and while those statements may be true for some people, they don't hold true for me. I don't want that to seem like I'm fat-shaming, I'm not. If you are truly happy with your body, then I'm truly happy for you! But for me, I can't move the way I used to, it's causing me thyroid problems among others, and I can't look good in the clothes I want to look good in. There are tons of other ways that being fat has affected my life negatively, but that would take the entire post. For a long time, I truly believed the people in my life who told me I was fat and lazy. I took it to mean that it was an unchangeable part of my identity - there could be no such thing as a skinny Sierra. There never had been, and there never would be. Some people had me convinced that I just wasn't worth the time and effort it would take to become healthier - that I was undeserving of putting that much into myself. It took a lot to convince myself that they were wrong.
No! Not like this!!! |
This is just part one of my fitness posts - I plan on making tutorials for altering your own exercise clothes to be super cute, tutorials of the clothes I make, cutesy workouts and meal ideas and more!
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