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I wish I had a hot tub in my apt too!
As I was in the bathroom last night, an exercise in self-acceptance and self-love came to me: personal hygiene. Cleaning your body is a moment where you can revel in the good care you’re taking of yourself. Instead of sighing and moaning at the little imperfections of your body, you could take a moment to nurture your body and enjoy how good it feels to apply fine-smelling body products and how much you love and care for your body. Try it and see if it works for you! It certainly lifted my spirits last night.
Oh Nathreee… you are seriously lovely. I must run off to work now, so I can’t say much more than that…. but I love this comment! If I have any spunk in me left when I get home, I’ll reply more about my own journies of acceptance through self-care (like hygeine).
I’m in love with my new coffee mug. It’s huge, which works for my desperate caffeine addiction. It’s also decorated with a fabulous hand-painted nautilus and one of the tentacles forms the handle. Mmmmm…pretty and filled with sweet, sweet caffeine. What could possibly be better than that?
Oh, and it has a great texture to it. I love to pet it while drinking my coffee.
Here’s the artist’s page: http://rhoneypots.com/
Check it out. She’s amazing. And really, really nice. I’ve met her at a couple of craft shows and she’s always delightful in person.
Did you take that flower picture? It’s lovely!
I wish! As far as I know, I am not photographically talented. I got that photo from Deviantart.com. For my posts, I pretty much get all my pictures from deviantart…. I can spend hours combing through beautiful images trying to find the one I like best.
Having a bad day and wanting to diet over it. Internalizing fat hatred comments from my friends, who ‘know’ I’m fat but don’t think of me as ‘one of those disgusting fat people’. They say the word ‘fat’ like it’s the most loathsome thing ever. Want to lose weight to spite the ex that made comments about how I would be a classic beauty if I lost X amount of pounds. As if I could will myself to do it just to ‘show him’ – fucking jackass. Someone please, talk me down.
Oh Julie! I’m here to talk you down!! (cyber hugs)
First of all, you are a “classic beauty” RIGHT NOW! (love that phrase by the way) I can remember all my teen years both my parents would say (and everyone else for that matter), “you’d be so pretty if you’d just lose weight. You have such a pretty face.” They would say it like that because I have big hips and legs. There were so many times I wished I could just slice the fat off my hips and I would then be gorgeous…but only after I lost that weight on my hips and legs.
Comments like that led me to believe “if only”… You know, if only I could lose weight…
….my friends would like me more.
….my husband/boyfriend would love me more.
….my parents wouldn’t be ashamed of me.
….my life would be 100% better.
….all my “issues” would go away.
Well, guess what? That’s not how it works. Being thin does not equal happiness or even beauty. I know many thin people who have many more “issues” than I have. I even know ugly thin people.
On the other end of the spectrum….I know some gorgeous fat women. I know some fat women who are very happily married or in a very healthy romantic relationship. I know fat women who are very successful. I know fat women who love themselves.
Oh, and tell your friends that fat people aren’t disgusting, people who think people who are fat are disgusting, are the ones who are disgusting. (that was really hard to type for some reason 🙂 )
Just remember, your weight does not determine your worth or who you are as a person. You can be thin and be bitch! tee hee
The biggest self-care issue on my plate is medical care. Making sure that I get adequate medical care is paramount to me. Not only do I have knee and back problems, it was in the cards for me to develop adult acne. Unfortunately, most of my hygiene products have to be scent-free, because my Dermatologist told me that I could be extra sensitive to additives (like dyes), chemicals, and scents (both natural and artificial). The ban on colors and scents reaches to laundry detergent, too – I can’t have all the nice smelling laundry soaps, fabric softeners, and dryer sheets that other people do – they might cause a breakout or a rash!
Lately, my brother (just turned 24) started getting adult acne. I’ve been trying to give him my advice, telling him what worked, but he is loath to listen – he is one of those “instant gratification” people, and wants results now now NOW! The trouble is, with acne, it takes at least three weeks for you to know if a certain product is going to work. If you’ve hit the 2-month mark, and haven’t seen any positive results (other than the temporary skin drying that is your skins’ first reaction to the meds), then call it quits and try something else. He has a dermatologist, but I am worried that he’ll do something stupid in an effort to get rid of it all at once, and end up scarring himself physically.
Oh, well. His body is HIS responsibility, not mine.
As a clarification, I did not necessarily DEVELOP adult acne – my teenage acne is just hanging on much longer than anticipated….
I have a friend who wrestled with something that looked like adult acne, but whatever it was she had, it is gone now. Special attention and special products. Taking good care of yourself and paying attention to your nody’s needs is self-love too, I guess that’s what my comment was about.
Teen acne can do that… it’s such a pain… mine didn’t go away until I turned 30. I also started my period late compared to other girls and stuff… so I just see it all from the perspective that I’m a late bloomer… but I see that as a good thing anyway…
Audrey, I’m with you on the medical side. I have to take medication twice a day, and sometimes I feel “no, I don’t want to,” although it’s a slippery slope! I see my psychiatrist once a week, and go to my primary care physician for regular physicals and blood work, etc. I am in virtually perfect health, except for some neurological problems. In other words, despite my weight, from the neck down I am 100% healthy!
Powderpuff,
Good point! Sometimes it is so hard for me to take my meds for ADD or depression. While my meds do help a lot, sometimes I’m just so sick of the side effects… seeing taking my meds as self-care and self-love has helped me be less resistant… and have less completely icky days for skipping my prozac or ritalin…
Personal hygiene is so important, and staying at a friend’s last year, I discovered scented bath products! I’ve always used basic soap and shampoo, but this woman was a serious scent addict! Every day during my stay, I used different scented products. When I got home, I went out and bought coconut body wash, grapefruit body wash, and scented shampoos. Now my daily shower is a truly sensual experience rather than routine cleaning!
I decided to take a semester off of school, and I’m having a hard time with my decision. I know it’s the right thing to do, but January seems so far away and I’m really scared about the direction my life is taking.
To make myself feel better, I went to Wal-Mart and bought myself some belated birthday gifts: I picked up Memoirs of A Geisha and The Blues Brothers out of the $5 movie bin, a paperback copy of New Moon, and some dry erase markers. I’m going to use the markers to write encouraging messages to myself on my mirrors (I got two markers; one for the bathroom mirror, and one for the vanity in my bedroom).
oooo, cool! I never thought about using dry erase markers on my mirror…super idea, Charlotte!