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LEARNING TO EMBRACE SEXUALITY: NUDITY

For this post, I’m getting naked! Jokes. But, I am talking about being naked and learning to embrace your body, all of your stretch marks, rolls and cellulite. 

I feel that lately a lot of women have become very vocal about body positivity, social media has become seriously accepting, women are becoming outspoken and proud of their bodies and all their little flaws, and I am one of them. I used to be quite insecure about my body, and I look back now and wonder why, I think I was perfectly fine and I don’t understand where all the self hate was getting me. I look at myself now, I’m a couple pounds heavier, I’ve got a few more stretch marks, a bit of cellulite and I’m very freckly, but I’m not ashamed of my body. Why should I be?

Accepting my naked body has helped me so much in the long run

I used to avoid going into changing rooms and trying on clothes because I was worried about what the mirror would show me, I’d rather go home and feel embarrassed in my bedroom than walk out of a changing room feeling too ashamed to say something doesn’t fit, or that it just didn’t look right on my body. I’m a curvy girl, I’m not stupid. I know I am. But this used to bother me more than it should have, right now I feel pretty great in my skin. Don’t get me wrong, the week leading up to my period I feel disgusting, I bloat and hold a lot of water retention, my skin breaks out and I have lots of new spots on my face coming out to say hello and I feel rank, but what is a week compared to every day of my life? I’d rather have the pre-period blues instead of how I used to feel about my body.

When I was in school, I used to go into the bathroom to get changed for PE instead of getting changed with the rest of the girls in my class, I didn’t want them looking at my body and judging me, which again, why? They were probably all just as insecure as I was, and they were all probably wanting to get their clothes changed as quickly as possible too. We used to get in trouble a lot for getting changed in the toilets though, the teachers had something against it and wouldn’t really accept the, “I don’t want anyone seeing me changing,” excuse.

If I could go back and speak to my younger self, I’d tell her not to worry about her body because it’s fine, and every girl in the changing room feels the exact same way as you do. Your body is fine and you have nothing to worry about. I’m grateful that I’m able to be this confident now.

 

 

 

 

 

I think the internet has helped me embrace myself a lot

It’s probably websites like Twitter that are to praise for this though, Facebook tends to be “Dad” ground and I see a lot of memes about “fat” girls being a bad existence (cringe), but Twitter seems to be the place to go when you’re feeling blue, bloggers will uplift you, random people will write tweets out to you. It’s quite a great little community in my opinion, depending on who you follow.

I’ve come to love my body thanks to what strangers on the internet have said, funnily enough. It’s articles like this that open my eyes a little bit too, that teach me that the Victoria Secret models we see are working none stop to keep their skinny frames, with personal trainers, dieticians and strict routines, that “normal” working class people don’t have access to, and don’t need to do. We’re not selling a brand, we’re being ourselves.

Even though I like my naked body, I’m still a little awkward and shy

Even though I like my body, I’m okay with someone I love seeing me naked, I’m okay with Mia seeing me naked, and my mum (even though there’s not really any scenario I can think of where she would), I’m definitely still a little bit self conscious. I don’t think I can get my naked body out for a camera, and I don’t think I’d feel 100% comfortable letting a lot of people see me naked, but does that mean that I don’t like myself? Of course not. You can be confident and clothed, just as you can be confident and nude.

Just because I can accept myself naked doesn’t mean I always feel good

I’m a woman, and a human, so of course I feel a bit on the crap side sometimes. Sometimes I’d rather not see myself without any clothes on because sometimes I don’t feel great. But just because this is so, doesn’t mean that it’s constant. I feel better about myself more often than not, and I have people around me who will tell me to shut up if I start dissing myself and letting on that I’m feeling a bit gross on a particular day. This isn’t shocking news though because I’m sure everyone can relate to this.

 

 

All in all though, 2017 has been the year of self acceptance for me. I have nothing but positivity around me and the best friends and family members a girl could ask for. I’m feeling the most content, and the happiest in my body I’ve ever been. I can’t think of anything I’d like to change and that’s honestly the best feeling in the world. I’m at my happiest, and my most comfortable.