This week the theme for I must confess is unflattering photos. I thought about it for about 5 minutes and decided that there was no way in hell I was posting a photo that I wasn’t happy with on the internet. I mean sure..I post drunk selfies all of the time but that is completely different. I can’t explain why, it just is.
I usually take at least 10 photos before I am happy with a photo I post of myself, even then I can pick it apart. I’m not particularly in love with myself lately and I try to put the best parts of myself forward. I also thought that posting what I thought was an unflattering photo of myself would feel, to me at least, like fishing for compliments, a pet hate of mine.
It seems to be a societal standard that we can never admit out loud that we either love our physical appearances or that we aren’t happy with it. However I’m sure we all have that friend who is always telling everyone how fat, ugly etc they are, just so everyone can gush over them and tell them how wrong they are. I don’t play that game, I hate the game.
If you post a picture saying ‘omg look how ugly I am’..then just know how hard it is for me (and probably others) to hold back from saying ‘yeh, you’re right, you are a bit ugly’. When every second photo has ‘sorry about the fat’ then maybe you need to do something about your mindset, maybe you need to surround yourself with people who see your worth as more than physical.
This post probably reads like sour grapes and I guess it is. I am sick of the body movement, I am sick of being told how to feel about my appearance. Maybe today I hate every inch of it, but tomorrow I might be able to list off a handful of things I like easily. That’s OK.
I hope that we can move on from a place where we have to have an opinion on our bodies, instead doing things because YOU want to and not because it is the newest movement. If you don’t like your body and want to work on it, that’s ok. Just like it’s perfectly fine to admit that you love your body.