Bodypositivity

It’s a bit terrible that this has to exist, this Bodypositivity movement. For there is the implication that someone thinks differently, and thus that there is a need to have a movement. That makes me sad. Bodies are a tool, and should be treated as fairly neutral, yet positive things. We cannot cope without them. They give us movement and ability to get shit done.

I walked for a really long time yesterday, because I love long walks and because I was in a new place in a different town to my usual one. I am glad my body has movement and allows me to visit and explore many things. I saw beaches, forests, beautiful olden day villas, pine trees, a deer, boats and rocks. What a dream!

When I was young, I wanted to visit and do a lot. Yet, I remember being ashamed to do so, because of the way my body looked. Someone in school had pointed out to me, when I was 10 or 11, that my body was the wrong size and that I should feel shame for it. I took up too much space and I was not allowed to enter the same situations and take part in the same activities as others whose bodies fit the norm.

Norms are of course total nonsense and a crazy dystopian construct. The average does not exist and nor should anyone try to strive for the attainment of the norm. The people who point out ‘flaws’ in others’ bodies are also cray-cray. They think the norm exists. They also seem to think others’ bodies are for some reason their business. That is some grade A effed up stuff I tell you! Who made you the body guardian, sir, madam? Who told you that commenting on others’ bodies will make those bodies mould themselves to the norm? Who told you these bodies *should* mould themselves to the norm? The norm is an imaginary unicorn, dear sir, madam!

I am of course invested in this bodypositivity convo. Being bullied for my weight did not happiness bring to me. The pressure to lose weight lead to drastic measures and, whilst I had other issues I was dealing with at the time, being told I need to be a different size had a big effect on me developing an eating disorder and feeling, oh give or take a year, about 20 years of body shame. No kid should ever go on a diet, fact. No kid should ever feel they are wrong as they are, also fact.

I know the body shame I may briefly experience in my daily interactions with myself or other humans is a far cry from the shame I felt when I was younger. I don’t disallow myself things and places because of the way I look. When I was young and chubby I did. When I had an eating disorder, the illness did. Being white, young-ish and slim puts me in a privileged position these days, although I am sure some fool could still find commentary on my sags or cellulite at the beach if they wanted to (and if they *want* to, they have some issues of their own to work through).

Weight and shape are irrelevant to the value of the individual. It’s irrational that different bodies are valued differently, like that could be done. All bodies, like all minds, are equal. Simple as that. Everyone has the right to love themselves, can’t nobody tell you otherwise. The bodypositivity movement will cease to be only when it is no longer needed. Until then, it has a place in the world and bodypositivity has not ‘gone too far’ like some say. Seems to me that it’s a movement that fights, like many other movements too, for the equal right of everyone to exist just as they are.

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