J_B wrote:Oh, very good post, Bella :wink:
Thanks.
I don't think PQ's friend is being anything other than a whiny teenager...but in case she really has a problem....
As someone who suffers from a distorted body image, I can say that it's tough to function in a world where size 4 is beautiful and size 10 is fat. I can't imagine what BDD is like to have. It must be torture.
People with real issues concerning body image don't go on and on and on about it. It's an internal battle, not one you want to share with your friends. At least for me it was/is. It was/is embarrassing for me to say I look fat. Or that I feel fat. It is embarrassing because that logical part of my brain, the one that is functioning in the real world, knows that what I am saying is silly. But I can't see anything other than a blob in the mirror.
I've started trying not to care about the size of things. "I used to wear a _ and now I wear a _" type thing. Primarily because clothes sizes have changed a lot. They are being made for stick figures and they don't fit anyone with boobs and hips.
Secondly, size is just a number, and if you feel good about how you look, who cares what the number inside your pants is? Those things are still struggles. I used to love to shop for clothes. Now it's a chore because I don't like how the clothes look on me.
I am my own worst critic and always have been. I try and be honest with myself but we are all so good at lying to ourselves, it's a real struggle when the image you see is not the image the rest of the world sees. And it's weird because everyone else says how healthy I look now. How great I look and all I see is fat. Fat fat fat.
And this is scary since I have come a long way.
I think a lot of times, body image problems are like a crutch for those of us who find comfort in being unhappy. Not actually being unhappy really but the static nature of it if you were sad for a long time. You don't like change and when you can't find anything else in your life that is so horrible you can't stand it, so you pick on the one thing that's easiest to pick on; your body. And the comfort of the familiar is better than the discomfort of change. And of course, then you are unhappy about your body and that makes you miserable, which is what you wanted but what you don't want because it makes you miserable. It's an awful cycle that's very very hard to break. And once you break it, it doesn't go away. It's just a little easier to control and accept.
What's really scary is that half this country is starving to death and the other half is dying of obesity.