I’ve seen #thinspiration trending on my Twitter lately. And, quite frankly, it makes me queasy. I’m not a skinny girl. I’m not a fat girl. I’m not a particularly fit girl neither am I all that unfit. But our obsession with thinness = the ultimate goal, the marker of worth, of fitness bothers me.
I’m lucky to work for a title that believes in Body Peace. We’re all about loving and taking care of your body – no matter what your size, height or fitness level. It’s not about being a size 6, 4 or even 2. It’s not about how many calories were in your last meal. It’s about loving your body, caring for it and respecting it.
There’s a grey area where thinspiration becomes pro-ana, where the desire to be thin becomes a compulsive obsession with it. You get into this area when your desire to be healthy, or a healthy weight, goes out the window and you decide thin is the only healthy shape. What goes alongside this high value of skinny is the belief that fat/overweight/obese means a lack of self control, something shameful, something disgusting. That you’re LESS of a human. I’m so tired of fat being a bad word. Of it being a judgement. Of it being used to hurt people.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against skinny at all, many of my friends are of the slender body shape. And some of them struggle to gain weight or curves – no matter how much they want them. I’m not against wanting to lose weight to be healthy or because its what you want. What I’m against thin being the ideal and everything else other and bad.
When did we become so obsessed with thin? With weight being the measurement of your worth? When did we get so judgmental (skinny = anorexic, curvy = weight issues, obese = lack of self control)? It’s about Body Peace, body love, body acceptance.
*blog has been updated since originally written. cause i got some of it wrong and my language was judgy.