I’d like to profess that my self-image and my body image exist separate from one another. I’d like to say that, although I’m heavier than I’d like to be, I’m a goddess on the inside. I’d like to say that even when my clothes don’t fit, I still feel valuable. However, in the real world, that isn’t always the case.
When my favorite jeans are too tight, I cry. When it comes time for the swimming pool, I jump in like a crazy fool just so no one will “see” me. And I know I’m not alone. But what I’ve realized throughout the years is that it is possible to have a good self-image without having the body of a supermodel.
A friend of mine, during her pregnancy, referred to her body and its extra girth as “disgusting.” It saddened me deeply. Self-image, that is, how we view ourselves does not have to synonymous with body image, that is, how we view our bodies. I don’t like my body at the moment. So I’m working on it. But now, after allowing myself to beat up my inner voices for a long time, I’ve come to like myself. Whether I’ve got an extra dimple (or two, or three) or whether my favorite t-shirt now appears to have been shrunk in the drier, I’m still me. I’m still smart, still funny, and yes, still pretty. When I allow my self-image to become affected by my body image, my entire demeanor changes. I’m moody, become introverted, and am more self-conscious. But when I allow my self-image to be free, the whole world opens up.
How about you? Are you able to separate your self-image from your body image? If so, how do you do it? I’d love to hear your story. And remember: whether you weigh the same as you did in high school or whether you’re struggling with any number of pounds, you are beautiful simply because you are you. Don’t sell yourself short because your jeans don’t fit anymore. Buy another pair and shake what you’ve got, baby!