fuckbodyhate:

i had dreamed of my wedding day since i was a little girl, but my whole life i have been a little bigger, which caused low self essteam.

when my-now husband, asked me to marry him i couldn’t help but think about how i would look in my wedding pictures & dreading seeing them when they were done.

as our wedding day approached i started having more & more of a love for myself & for what i look like. i started seeing beauty in myself. 

now, looking at these pictures i see, i am a beautiful person, a beautiful bride, & i am proud of who i am.

I’m so glad you recognize how beautiful you are! These are gorgeous and it would have been a shame to let self-doubt ruin something as wonderful as your memories of your wedding day :)

fatfromtheside:

Fact: I am at my heaviest.

I don’t weigh myself, but I know my body. It’s a body I’ve spent a lot of time examining. From years of dieting and eating disorders, to my journey of self love and acceptance — yes, I’ve spent a LOT of time with my body. I know what it looks and feels like when I’ve gained only 5lbs. My body is handy in that my weight always goes straight for my belly, so it’s easily noticeable. I am at my heaviest. And my body is showing it.

Being a prominent face in the Fat Acceptance community means that sometimes you feel like you can’t feel weird about your body. But, the fact is, right now, I feel weird about my body. I certainly don’t hate my body. I very much love it as much as I possibly could.  But it’s weird right now. It’s weird to look at a photo of your body and have it not be the body you’re used to having. Which is what I’m dealing with recently. It’s weird to look at a photo and think, “what a beautiful body !”, without the connection that it is my own.

My body has changed. And with that change, comes a new stage of acceptance. This is the way my body looks now. It’s the not way it looked in January. It’s not the way it looked in June. It’s the way it looks right now. And right now is what I’m living. And right now, this angle of my body is a part of me, and it’s beginning to sink in. And the more I look at it, the more I fall in love with it.

<3 Kyla

Kyla always says things the best way I can think of. There’s always that period of “huh?” and weird dissociation. And hopefully, there’s that new beginning of love too. This is, in my experience just as true for weight loss as it is for gain. You may be really weirded out, grieve your old body, feel like you’re an entirely different person (for good or bad) or not relate at all - but you also learn to love it and attach to it as YOU. This isn’t true for everyone, but I think the body acceptance movement is a very very important part of it being possible for anyone. I wish I’d had more support when I was in high school and struggling with weight fluctuations (both normal and abnormal).