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My name is Rachel. Denver | CO yoga teacher. brand ambassador. body positive warrior. intersectional feminist. INFJ. old soul. hufflepuff. aspiring minimalist. cannabis advocate. drag queen obsessor.

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Rediscovering Myself

I’m sorry for all the “fitspiration” posts.

I’m sorry for comparing myself (and others) to society’s unrealistic standards.

I’m sorry for making myself feel like my weight is important or relevant.

I’m sorry for the calories I counted and for the days I didn’t eat enough.

I’m sorry for labeling meals as “cheats”.

I’m sorry for the angry and hateful words I said to myself in the mirror.

I’m sorry that I fell for the completely cruel and unforgiving diet culture.

I’m sorry for not seeing my beauty and my worth sooner.

Years ago, this blog was created to document my weight loss journey. I thought it was keeping me healthy, but it was actually making me sick. I was unhealthily obsessed with being healthy. I had a goal weight. I wanted to be skinny. I thought that it mattered.

I am cleaning out hundreds of old posts that scream diet culture or that stemmed from my unhealthy and potentially damaging behavior. No more. 

My body is my home, and I will no longer tear it down.

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Still Learning

I am still learning. 

There are days when I forget how to love myself - times that I give in to negativity and allow doubt to overshadow my dreams. 

I am guilty of speaking unkindly to my body, hiding my face beneath a false mask of pretty and trying to change the truths of my heart. 

But I can forgive myself, and that is what makes it okay.

For I have many mistakes left to make and I am still learning. 

From “Pulling Petals” by Becca Lee

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Prayers won't fix the problem. Policy change might.

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Yesterday's workout almost didn't happen. It was around 4 in the afternoon and I was sitting my butt on the couch, and I thought to myself, "I could rest today. I could just do a good workout tomorrow." And then I thought... "Wait. No. Fuck that. I'm working out for a reason. I'm trying to be healthy for a reason. What's my fucking excuse?" And then I did: - Insanity "Cardio Power & Resistance" Let me just say, I was SO HAPPY when I finished it and was dripping sweat. And let me say one more thing... The girl in the picture (that I had to make a meme, I couldn't help it...) is fantastic in that moment when she is brutally honest about her feelings on tricep dips. NOT ALL HEROES WEAR CAPES. 😂

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My face when checking my Tumblr inbox for the first time in four years…

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MR. FEENY ALWAYS KNOWS.

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PERFECTION.

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You write beautifully. I thought your last entry was a book quote at first. I hope you write more, sometime :)

*blush*

Thank you.

I definitely want, and plan to, write more :)

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I thought I was going to have some deep thoughts running through my head as I hurled the bottle at the wall. I thought I'd linger there after the memory escaped my hands. I thought I would feel different. I thought I would feel new. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed that those feelings I thought I would have weren't there. Was this the closure I so desperately wanted? I didn't take time to think about what this moment meant to me. I didn't stop and think about how far I've come in my life since he left it. I didn't take a moment because the past year had been all about taking moments to reflect and grow. I didn't need to take any more time thinking. There was no moment of clarity. No epiphany. Just me, a friend, and a broken wine bottle.

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I have internet again! So, here's this.

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“I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.”

John Greene, Looking For Alaska