I’m very fortunate to say that I have never felt very self-conscious about the way I looked. And when I say that, I don’t mean to say that I have always been confident in my appearance, but rather that I accepted that I didn’t have an established idea about my appearance, my looks, my weight, etc. I would be fully aware of my appearance, but I honestly would just avoid dwelling on it or avoid giving it much thought. I felt like there wasn’t much negative change that came along over the years, which is why I never felt the need to confront my insecurities. However, quarantine has been difficult. It’s been difficult to stick to the eating and healthy habits that I’ve sustained in the past. It’s been difficult to see people still keeping their bodies maintained during quarantine. It’s been difficult to be so self-conscious of my body for the very first time in my life.
By no means is this easy for me to write, but I want to put this out there for anyone else feeling “The Quarantine 15.” I preach and am a strong supporter of self-love and accepting all bodies, but I know it is so difficult to believe in those messages when looking at your own body. It is so easy to encourage and stand by every womxn who has made so much progress for us in terms of body positivity, but I cannot look in a mirror and admire myself like I do with others. This is not a cry for help, but rather a way for me to come to terms with and reflect on what I can do to feel good in my own skin during a time where there is little you can put faith in other than yourself.