is there any love for skinny-fat ladies (normal bmi with large waist/stomach) or am I just fucked
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is there any love for skinny-fat ladies (normal bmi with large waist/stomach) or am I just fucked
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The body image and gender and relationship gremlins were yelling today.
Was just thinking (again) about how lonely I am, and how I wish I had a Person. I feel like nobody could or would ever want somebody who looks like me, who’s fat like me. 30 years’ past experience has proven this. And now with this whole nonbinary thing in the mix, I feel like it’s even more impossible. I feel comfortable calling myself nonbinary. I feel way more comfortable there than I do calling myself a cis woman, that’s for sure. But I feel like I won’t even have the slimmest chance at finding somebody unless I go back to “being a woman”. At least as a fat woman, I might have appealed to people who have a fetish or something? And I know this isn’t true, but I can’t get out of the rut of thinking “girls won’t like me unless I’m also a girl. Guys won’t like me unless I’m a girl. The only people who might like me are other NBs, but I’m not even a cute NB so what chance do I have?” I don’t go places to meet new people, so I get that this is partly on me, but I’ve tried online dating before, for several years, and I never had any luck there. I gave up on that. It feels like, if I couldn’t find anyone online where there’s more options, what chance do I have in the real world? I feel really sad about it. I try to be at peace with it, but sometimes, like today, it just really gets to me. And I don’t yet know how to fix it.
One of the things I appreciate about the Olympics is what a diversity of body types you can see -- the very solid weight lifters; slim, lean distance runners; swimmers with their broad shoulders and sleek builds; compact, flexible gymnasts with thighs and arms of steel. Movies and TV tend to show us a lot of the same deemed-to-be-desirable body types, and it’s refreshing to be reminded that there are a huge variety of physiques and ways to be in top shape.
So apparently to be healthy the measurement of your stumach should be half of your length, which in my case would be 84,5
and even now, when I’m period bloated, it’s only 80
and that makes me kinda happy
Something I'm thankful for: My bae, my dearest darlingest bae. Who makes me feel attractive and good looking even tho my body is covered in scars and stretch marks and blemishes and isn't a conventionally attractive body type.
This is perhaps very unimportant to you. But I described my body as having “curvy juicy rolls” yesterday and it was pretty empowering, then today I woke up feeling very bad about myself. I ate too much breakfast but then sweated off for an hour. Stared at the same body, told myself, “yeah, still pretty rad and juicy.”