It’s funny because I’ve been thinking about what to write for the past three days, even wrote a couple of drafts, but I’m writing this from scratch and from the heart.
I took this photo tonight after my workout and even though I’m smiling, I thought to myself this is a bad photo – No abs, no delt cap, fat looking biceps, haggard face; so I posted the previous photo instead which seemed more socially acceptable.
That’s the thing with Instagram – we only see a picture, which is just one fleeting moment that probably took multiple (being conservative) attempts of getting the right angles/lighting/posing. We turn these moments into perceptions of that person’s entire life and sometimes judge, envy or hate on them.
Body image issues is something I’ve suffered from for as long as I can remember. My friends know this. I was perpetually always on a diet. Being a binge eater I would go on food rampages, feel immense guilt and restrict myself severely, then cave and purge again. The cycle never stops and the whole time I was miserable.
It didn’t help that people were telling me I was ugly or fat to my face – I’ve been told “I need harpoons to save me from drowning”, “the pool water all comes out when I dive in”, “I look like an ugly boy with long hair” and was even publicly called out on Twitter “At least you’re not as fat as Min”.
I tried to brush it off and act tough saying it didn’t bother me, but being 17 and having never had a boyfriend, I believed them and thought I’d never find anyone who could love me.
Pictures don’t show you all the failures or setbacks that person went through, the tears or pain behind their smile, the vulnerability and weakness behind that tough and rough caption. I am guilty of hiding behind my pictures at times, letting people form their own perceptions of my life being better than it really is, or that I’m completely 100% happy with my body when the truth is, there has never been a time I’ve been fully satisfied with how I look.
Yes I have a boyfriend who loves me fat or lean, yes I have done photoshoots, yes I look a lot better than I did when I was 17, but that doesn’t mean my body image issues are solved. Far from it.
I still scrutinise myself in the mirror every day, I still fall prey to comparing myself to other girls on Instagram and I still get affected over everything people say about me.
But every day I try to remember that I am ME, and I am beautiful and unique in my very own way. We all have things to be grateful for and we all have our own journeys we can be proud of. Pictures and Instagram do not define us and our body definitely doesn’t either, so love your body no matter what :-)