This weekend I went to see Isn’t It Romantic with my roommate. I love any movie with Rebel Wilson (except Bachelorette) and this one was exceptionally funny since it was a take on romantic comedies. Anyway, the moral of the movie is that if you don’t love yourself you really only get in your own way of greatness. Rebel finally learned to love herself and then her job, romantic life, etc all came together in the end (like all romantic comedies do).
It’s the same with weight and body image. Once you learn to love your body for all that it does for you rather than it’s shape or size you’re more likely to treat it well and be more confident. And when you’re confident you’re more likely to go after what you want and find greatness. Diet culture shames us into thinking we can’t love our bodies and we won’t be happy until we are a certain size or shape. But the truth is, even if you change your shape or lose that weight you may not be happy still. So it all starts with our approach to our current selves, how can we learn to love ourselves?
It sounds cliche, but Rebel said it first, you need to do you and love you first (poor grammar, I know, but I’m trying to get a point across). As long as we’re insecure or a push over we will never get what we want in life. And trust me, I’m not perfect. I’m insecure and anxious most days, but sometimes you have to fake it ‘til you make it. I know that by actively working on accepting and loving my body and myself that I will become more confident and less anxious. To love myself begins with: positive self talk and confident comments to myself.
This past week I went bowling. Going into the first game I had convinced myself that I was terrible and then I played terrible (65 points). Going into the second game I was far more confident and told myself I could succeed and that game I scored above 100 points. It doesn’t matter what other people say because if someone told me I could do it but my mind still said I was failure then I would still likely fail. So talk yourself up. And if you need any additional inspiration, take it from Midge Maisel, “Tits up.”