~Proverb

Friday Favorites-

“…isn’t it funny that we are all so obsessed with our flaws? I am
learning to appreciate the enjoyment and pleasure that my body brings
me, whether from sex or the enjoyment of a good meal, a long walk, or
the sights and sounds around me every day. Isn’t that the point,
really?”
~ Grace Adventures of a sexy PTA mom

Many HNTers this week participated in a theme suggested by ASM. After a really great post last week about ‘real women’ , she then challenged her readers to post a HNT portraying their ‘perceived’ flaws.  I admire the hell out of these women.  It takes a tremendous amount of courage to point out your own flaws.  And not just point them out but show everyone what they are.

“I prefer to think of them as imperfections.   Flaws, while meaning
imperfection in some ways, implies there inherent weakness that is
created as a result of said flaw.  I don’t believe my imperfection
makes me weak, just not perfect.”
~Emmy,  Right Turn Witout Signaling 

I’ve battled an eating disorder since I was 12.  I felt like the ugly duckling through most of jr high and high school.  My friends were always prettier, thinner, more athletic, BETTER….  I suppose I finally ‘emerged’ from my shell senior year of high school. In the meantime I had learned to hate the way I looked and didn’t feel as if I could compare.  The one thing I felt I could control was my weight.  Which is not to be confused with feeling as if I could control feeling good about myself or my body.  Stress, anxiety, unhappiness, depression, worry, anger….how I dealt with my emotions was to not eat.  To run.  To spend hours at the gym.  I’m obsessive by nature and unfortunately this was how my obsessiveness was directed.  I became a pro at flying under the radar so that it wouldn’t come to anyone’s attention (or so I thought).  I’ve come a long ways…. I have a much better handle (most days) on my ‘issues’.  Not to say I don’t have bouts/relapses or that one of my (many) OCD issues doesn’t include my body image OR that every day isn’t a struggle for me.  Just some days are easier than others, or more difficult than others….depending on the day.

Having a daughter has changed me.  Focus on being the woman I am, loving the body I am in, being happy with ME, rather than the weight obsessed/sick person I was as a teenager/young adult.  I’m obsessive still, I admit it.  But I make it a point to not let it carry over to my relationship with her.  I have made a conscious effort in raising her to NOT make weight an issue.  I don’t talk about feeling ‘fat’ or ‘ugly’.  I try to point out healthy foods, healthy food choices….rather than using words like ‘fattening’.  We are a very active family.  She knows running and staying in shape is important to me bc it helps me feel better, emotionally as well as physically. 

You know…. ‘perfect’ will always be completely debatable and subjective.

Ismene…My Own Sort of Postsecret…..

Rage…This Is What I Want To Write…..


Minority Report.….

Diana…..

There were two more which I loved and wanted to gush over but didn’t hear back from in time to post their pictures (I’ve mentioned several times the importance to me of having bloggers permission before re-posting their pictures).

Amy…Sex, Chocolate and Red Lipstick…..

Kimberly…The Errant Wife…..

Just bc I posted pics/links *DOES NOT* mean that if you missed them you shouldn’t go on over and say hi!!!

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TGIF baby!  Have a completely kick ass weekend!

(Blue-Eyed Vixen)

~ xo

Vixen

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