It’s taken me time to get there too (now 66 years old) and I’ve never been freer. I don’t weigh myself any more and buy clothes that fit me and are flattering. The number is irrelevant. I’m grateful to be healthy, very active and contribute meaningfully in my work and life. That is pure gold!
I can totally relate to those damn weight watchers points. I was wearing white jeans in high school and a boy called my a fat ass (Which I was not) and it has stuck with me. I am a proud size 12 and wore a bikini for the first time in about 20 years on the beach with my friends and just owned it. It felt great.
Oh Zibby - thank you for writing this and sharing with the world. I find so much of myself in these words. Who cares about These Numbers?Certainly not Hubby who finds me sexy and attractive JUST the way I am; certainly not my 4-legged furbaby who snuggles with me no matter if I am an 8/10/12; certainly not my Mom who I am caring for and trying daily to get fiber and protein in her; certainly not any of my close friends (who are all going through their own struggles with These Numbers). As I approach another milestone birthday in a few years, I am doing my very best to understand that if I am healthy and happy my size shouldn’t matter to anyone - most of all to me!
So true!! Thank you, Zibby, for writing this ❤️
It’s taken me time to get there too (now 66 years old) and I’ve never been freer. I don’t weigh myself any more and buy clothes that fit me and are flattering. The number is irrelevant. I’m grateful to be healthy, very active and contribute meaningfully in my work and life. That is pure gold!
I think we are all exhausted from social media thinfluencers. Health is Wealth.
I can totally relate to those damn weight watchers points. I was wearing white jeans in high school and a boy called my a fat ass (Which I was not) and it has stuck with me. I am a proud size 12 and wore a bikini for the first time in about 20 years on the beach with my friends and just owned it. It felt great.
Oh Zibby - thank you for writing this and sharing with the world. I find so much of myself in these words. Who cares about These Numbers?Certainly not Hubby who finds me sexy and attractive JUST the way I am; certainly not my 4-legged furbaby who snuggles with me no matter if I am an 8/10/12; certainly not my Mom who I am caring for and trying daily to get fiber and protein in her; certainly not any of my close friends (who are all going through their own struggles with These Numbers). As I approach another milestone birthday in a few years, I am doing my very best to understand that if I am healthy and happy my size shouldn’t matter to anyone - most of all to me!
Such an important message, expressed beautifully - thank you for this lovely essay.
Loved this!
I have lived the same as you… trying to embrace what i am but challenging sometimes!!!! It’s a process ❤️
So good and helpful to read. ❤️❤️
I have never related more- I was exactly the same Weight Watcher as you! All
My 30’s and 40’s wasted on so much food noise… I feel so free and content now. I love your writing! Keep it up! ❤️
So relatable
Maybe one size does fit all: self-acceptance and freedom from the numbers! Thank you, Zibby, for writing this! So relatable ❤️❤️
Yes to all of this! I love the saying - Your appearance is the least interesting thing about you.
I must remind myself of this all the time, because I know it is true.
Big hugs!
Way to go, Zibby! Such true words and so affirming for me!