Body shame for me started, like most of us, at a young age. Growing up in purity culture meant that women’s bodies weren’t celebrated as beautiful — they were covered up so as not to cause our brothers in Christ to stumble. So when my curves started to develop as a young teen, I didn’t know how I should feel about my changing body. Nobody told me that my body is good exactly how it is because God made it and he only makes good things and it’s worth loving and celebrating.
It’d be a long time before I ever heard that.
It took having three kids and some extra baby weight that decided to stick around longer than I wanted it to to realize how much of a hold body shame had on me, and how absolutely tired I was of living like that.
I’m not perfect, I still struggle sometimes, but I hope that in sharing my story you are encouraged and reminded that you’re so not alone in this and you too can experience freedom in your body.
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