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256 pages, Paperback
First published August 18, 2020
Had my body really betrayed me? Or, by accepting the standards expected of me and by pushing my body so hard to surpass them, had I betrayed my body?
Had my body really betrayed me? Or, by accepting the standards expected of me and by pushing my body so hard to surpass them, had I betrayed my body?
All parenting requires some form of sacrifice, but not all parents choose a lifetime of feeling marginalized so their children can flourish and bask in the freedoms they were denied….
At thirty-seven, I still feel pangs of guilt when someone compliments my straight teeth.
“I had braces,” I always explain.
But there’s more to the story. My teeth, my smile, are evidence of immigrant parents, who would do anything for me.
Sometimes we don’t love our bodies, and I’m fed up with being told by everyone from RuPaul to Brené Brown that our capacity to love others depends on our ability to love ourselves. I’m done with the messages that I must love my body to achieve some kind of completeness, freedom, or happiness…. I don’t always love my body or how my body is devalued in this society, but I am grateful for my body. Maybe that’s where the positivity lies for those of us who feel left out of the movement, and maybe that’s how we can find comfort in our relationships with our bodies. Perhaps we can practice body gratitude and make space for the positive, neutral, and negative feelings. For the highs, lows, and everything in between. No matter where we’re at, maybe focusing on being grateful, knowing that the gratitude may shift from day to day, will help us feel more consistently at home in our bodies.
This is what I’ve learned from the weight of my own body dragging me to the floor two or three days out of every twenty-one:
You do the work of your own life, even if the truth of the world and your own body have worn you down so completely that you live some of that life on the floor.
If you cannot get up, you do the work anyway.
If you cannot get up, you work from the floor.
- scoliosis
- dwarfism
- amputation
- cancer
- body/facial hair growth
- braces
- PCOS
- scarring
- being plus-sized/fat
- binge eating disorder
- being sexually active while disabled
- abnormal/heavy periods
- endometriosis
- invisible illnesses/disabilities
- EDS
- chronic pain
- wearing/not wearing makeup as a femme individual
- hormone imbalances
- Crohn's
- neuromuscular disabilities
- Deafness
- optic nerve atrophy & blindness
- being trans
- general body positivity
- general body-shaming
We need to demolish the stereotypes around what disability looks like.
Perhaps this is how: by knowing that none of us has this completely figured out and we are all learning together. We must be patient both with ourselves on our own journeys and with others on theirs.
I'm done with the message that I must love my body to achieve some kind of completeness, freedom, of happiness.
The part of us that are different are the part of us that truly make us special. Oftentimes, they're parts of us that tell our story.
Love yourself enough to make it a beautiful one.