I have an account on every social media network. It's kind of ridiculous. Specifically, things like Pinterest and Tumblr are mega time wasters, but I enjoy them, and find some good stuff from time to time. However, on these two particular social networks, the tag "Fitspo" comes up often, and I've had enough.
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Like many women, I have had a love/hate relationship with my body for years. I've written before about having an eating disorder, as well as partaking in disordered eating (the two are somewhat different, in my opinion), and lately I've been noticing some disordered eating habits from my past return, as well as the general violence I inflict upon myself through my negative self-talk. It's all very troubling to me, because I (and others) see myself as this super strong feminist woman. And that's the thing... my feminism is about not giving a shit; not caring what others think; not bowing down to societal mainstream culture that tells me I must be a size 2 to be worthy of love. Thus, I feel like a feminist fraud when I have these feelings of self-doubt and low self-esteem. I had the sanskrit word for non-violence, "Ahimsa", tattooed on my forearm to remind me to be kind to others as well as myself. It hurts knowing that I'm generally unkind to myself. I catch myself thinking things like, "If only I could chop off this part of my thighs, or slice off part of my belly, or make my nose smaller..." There is so much violence in these thoughts. The use of words like, "chop" or "slice" when thinking about my own body is abhorrent. It needs to stop. I need to stop.
Guerrilla: a member of a band of irregular soldiers that uses guerrilla warfare, harassing the enemy by surprise raids, sabotaging communication and supply lines.
I used to think there was one type of female beauty: the ballet aesthetic.
I was a ballet and jazz dancer from the age of 7 until 20. Once I started developing, I became super aware of my body, and it didn't help that I spent 4-5 days a week studying this body of mine in front of miles upon miles of mirrors.
I've always been a fan of "The Pin-Up," and through it all, I've had conversations with other women questioning this interest of mine. The led to my own internal dialogue--my own questioning of why I continue to like them. It also led me to the question, is the pin-up feminist?