weight does not define you

Note to Self for 2017:

•No more toxic people. Cut people off who do not help you grow into the person you are destined to be.

• No more allowing people to waste your time. You know what you deserve, do not accept less than that.

• No more relationships with controlling or emotionally/physically abusive people. You’ve had enough of that. You deserve someone who will treat you like a queen. Do not make excuses for anyone else. The moment they show you they are controlling or abusive in any way, L E A V E.

•Love yourself. Unconditionally. No matter how much weight you gain or lose, you are still beautiful. Your size does not define your beauty. Remember that.

When you say “I’m fat” they say “No, you’re beautiful”. I will never understand why they do that. You can be fat and beautiful. Your weight does not define how attractive you are. “Fat” is NOT an antonym to “Beautiful”.

Dear Past Self..

You have just been diagnosed.  You are feeling a range of emotions - anger, sadness, confusion, scared.  Sit down and take a deep breath, you are going to be ok.  I haven’t got much time, but here are some things you NEED to know in this moment….

1. Weight loss does not equal happiness.  Don’t let your relationship with gravity define you or make you feel worthless or anything less than beautiful.

2. Find food and recipes you can be excited about making and eating.  Healthy eating does not have to be boring and stay away from “diets”.  You will find a lot of this is trial and error.

3. Listen to your body.  Don’t believe everything you read on the internet, as no two people share EXACTLY the same symptoms.  

4. Don’t make the changes in your life because you hate yourself, or your body.  Do it because you LOVE yourself and are deserving of these positive changes.

5. Not everything will fall into place right away.  Don’t be too hard on yourself, or expect yourself to have all the answers immediately.  It is perfectly natural to have moments/days/months where you make mistakes, but what is important is that you continue.

6. There will be people who won’t understand your struggle.  What is important is to be true to yourself and what you need.

7.  You are not alone.  And what is happening to you, is NOT your fault.

Yours sincerely, 

Your future self.

I weigh 195lbs (most days 😝)

I am still technically in the “obese” category for BMI. I am still plus sized. I still ran 13.1 miles.

sometimes people think that they have to lose all the weight before they can accomplish their goals and I’m here to tell you that’s not true.

don’t use your weight as an excuse anymore - “oh, I can’t run, I weigh too much” or “I’m too fat to go to the gym” or “big girls like me don’t do that” or “its too late for me” or “I’m too old to change my habits” or “what if they laugh at me?”

NO. you define you. your weight does not define you. pursue whatever you enjoy with all your heart ❤️

please don’t let your weight hold you back. please don’t tell yourself that you’ll be happy when you lose 10 more lbs, or a 100 more lbs. you gotta find peace with yourself now - not later.

National Eating Disorder Awareness Month PSA:

please please please please do not post pictures of yourself at your lowest weight or share that number.

yes you are strong. yes you are a fighter for restoring. yes you deserve to celebrate how far you’ve come.

however, your lowest weight does not define your recovery. 

you are brave for choosing life, and no one on social media needs to know your lowest weight to recognize that. the pain of an eating disorder is more than a number. you do not need to validate the stereotype to know how much you struggled.

stay loving. 

when your mother tells you you’re beautiful
smile and say thank you. 
do not tell her that you don’t really care how beautiful you look because:  1) you know your worth, and 2) your confidence doesn’t come from how attractive others find you. 

when your mother tells you what to wear
give in and let her dress you like a doll. 
do not fight for your right to dress how you please; deny yourself the ability to represent your gender identity the way you feel comfortable. wear the goddamn dress to church.  


when your mother tells you you’ve gained weight
laugh and crack a joke. 
do not tell her how rude and unnecessary her comment is, or that you wish she’d stop placing so much value on your looks, because it’s taken you a long time, but you’ve finally learned your weight does not define you or your beauty. 


when your mother says you ‘don’t need’ to be eating the coconut milk ice cream out of the carton,
tell her she’s right and put it back in the freezer.
do not take another bite and tell her to mind her own business because you can eat what you damned well please.


do not remind her that you no longer share her body. 


do not remind her that her opinion doesn’t matter anymore. 


do not remind her you are not her mirror.

—  how to never get in an argument with your mother // a.s.m

“You are perfect,” whispers the red fox. “Your weight does not define you.”

“You are wanted here.” The grey fox smiles in ivory beauty. “If you need to, make sure you rest.”

“FEED ME SOULS” bellows the tanuki.
Don’t mind him. He’s new here.

fuckyes-fitness

hello ! i’m hazel and i started my fitness journey at the beginning of 2014 but I would always give up after about 2-3 weeks. late last year in about November, I joined tumblr and created a fitblr to gain more motivation and started to become more serious about exercising but then I gave up and didn’t continue it because I went overseas.

I have struggled with motivation at the beginning of the year as well but I literally started to become more serious on June 1st.
these 2 pictures are 5 weeks apart through exercising 5x/a week with a combination of cardio 2x/ a week and strength training 3x/ a week, focusing on abs and legs for 30 minutes+
i’m 5'7 and I don’t know my weight or want to know my weight as it is really discouraging and not important to the way you should feel about your body. Your weight does not define you and you should be able to love your body regardless.
I have so much more to do; more toning and what not but I have come this far, and I will not give up now ! And you shouldn’t either. I hope this is motivation for you to continue through your journey.

fuckyes-fitness.tumblr.com ☺️

if you have any questions on how to start getting into a healthy lifestyle, ask me (and follow me cause I’m thirsty 😭😉😂) ! I’ll try to help you. It’s worth the struggle at the beginning to finally feel good about yourself :)


To anyone that needs this

I feel fat. I feel inadequate. I feel as though nobody would like me when I look like this. Why can’t I look like my friend? This wouldn’t have happened if I was skinner. ThIs is exactly how I felt when I was younger and I wish I had 22 year old me now to tell me how wrong I was. But if you feel like this please please listen to me.

Your weight does not define who you are. If you feel fat or underweight or ugly or imperfect you aren’t. The media and tv and life made me feel as though anyone that wasn’t my idea of perfect would never be happy, would never kiss a boy and would never ever feel confident and happy until I lost weight. I was wrong, so so wrong. Your weight and body image is as important as you make it. If you want to lose some weight great, wonderful. But don’t put yourself down if you don’t, don’t feel bad if it’s taking longer than you think it should. Don’t think losing weight will fix anything because it won’t. It won’t make that boy like you because he is a dick anyway. It won’t make your friends like you anymore, real friends love you for who you are not what you look like and it won’t make you any happier.

Think about it like this. Your body is your own and you have total control over how you feel about it, don’t put that control in someone else’s hands. I want to lose weight and be healthier but not because I think it will change anything other than my own personal health. I’m doing it in a healthy way and I still drink too much wine and eat too much chocolate but that’s okay. I don’t feel guilty for treating myself anymore because you shouldn’t.

Every Sunday night I have a pamper night. I do my nails, hair mask, face mask, bath bombs, exfoliate and moisturise every part of my body and I feel ready to take on the week. Remember to love yourself first before anything else, you need to look after you.

One of my goals in life is to talk to people that feel like I did. I was obsessed with this guy who meant everything at the time and Taylor swift understood. I was jealous of my beautiful friends and never felt good enough. You are good enough. You are strong and amazing and wonderful and you need to start treating yourself like you want to be treated.

So anyone that ever feels like they are struggling with anything I have mentioned come and talk to me, we can get through it. I needed someone to tell me what I know now because I spent so many years hating myself and my body and I hate that. I hate that I wasted so many years feeling negative about myself. No more. Never again will I feel that way, and I don’t want anyone else to either. 💜

Nate Maloley - Dance with me

Request:  ive never requested anything before but I was wondering if you could do one about meeting Nate and he thinks you’re really attractive and you’re uncomfortable with your weight? If that makes sense. Thank you :)

I want to take the chance to speak to every each of you who are reading this now before this imagine. Your weight does not define you, or your race or your gender etc. You only have one chance to live your life on the fullest and never miss a chance to be happy because of anything. I know that things get hard sometimes, but you are strong enough to deal with your problems and at the end everything is going to be okay. If anyone says that you doesn’t worth it just know, that they are wrong and you are a beautiful, strong, loved and an amazing person! Stay strong people, and love yourself!

MASTERLIST

Y/F/N stands for your bestfriend’s name

I always felt second after my best friend. She was prettier, smarter and more successful than me. She always told me how stupid I was for thinking like that, but I was just realistic. I always had problems with my weight, I gained some when I was younger and I just couldn’t get rid of it.

Last year we made a Vine account together and I don’t really know how, but got kinda famous. I think most of our followers wanted to see her do stuff, because she was so beautiful, I usually was the one who filmed or played some side characters. We gained a lot of followers and at some point we started to collaborate with other Viners.

It was a usual Friday afternoon, we were at some restaurant when she basically screamed when she checked out her phone.

“What the hell?!” I looked at her with wide eyes.

“Guess who wants to meet us tonight at a party! Too late, it’s Nate Maloley and Sam Wilkinson!” I have never seen her more excited, but I just smiled at her.

“Have fun then!”

“What are you talking about? You are coming too, they want to meet both of us” she looked at me confused.

“I don’t think so, probably they just want to see you, but that’s okay” I shrugged.

“No fucking way. You are coming. And now we are going home to get ready for the parrrrty!”

She never accepted no as an answer, so I didn’t have a choice. We went to our place since we lived together and started to get ready. I decided to wear some dark jeans and a nice shirt, even though Y/F/N wanted me to wear a dress. I just didn’t feel like dressing up. Of course she looked gorgeous in her dark purple tight dress.

“Okay, they said we would meet them at the club at the VIP room” she commented as we were walking towards the club. We passed the line, because we were on the list, so the security guy let us in immediately but of course he didn’t forget to check Y/F/N’s butt out first.

We fought ourselves through the crowd inside and finally found the VIP room. We were on the list again so we could pass.

The VIP room wasn’t as crowded, people were talking on couches drinking fancy drinks, it was definitely a place where Y/F/N belonged, but not me. I guess I was just not in the mood to see every guy cling on my her.

“Oh, there they are!” she said pointing towards two guys in the corner of the room with glasses in their hands.

We walked to them and when they saw us they stood up and greeted us.

“Hey, I’m so happy to meet you guys” Y/F/N told them smiling widely.

“Same there. Can I get you something to drink?” Sam asked smiling at us. I was just standing there, smiling politely, wanting to go home, but I knew I was stuck there for a while.

“Of course! Let me help you order.” She literally winked at me before she left with Sam.

I sat down next to Nate, took my phone out and started to scroll down on my Twitter.

“You are not into socializing, are you?” Nate asked smirking at me.

“You don’t have to pretend that you are interested in me in any way, I know that you both here because of Y/F/N” I said not looking up from my phone.

“What are you talking about?” he asked totally confused.

“I’m not blind, neither stupid. I know that everyone wants to be with her, it’s okay, I’m used to it” I replied finally looking at him.

“Why do you talk like that?”

“I’m just saying the truth, no big deal.”

“No, I mean, you put yourself down, but you are wrong on so many levels, Y/N”

“Oh, don’t even start it, I hear it enough from her” I nodded towards my bestie who was flirting with Sam at the bar. “I’m sure you called us here to meet her.”

“Actually, I wanted to meet you” he said. I gave him a confused look putting my phone away.

“You are just saying it to make me feel better” I stated so sure about it. I started to feel uncomfortable, his eyes never left me and he even scooted closer.

“No. I wanted to see you in real life because I thought you are an amazing girl.”

“You don’t know me” I protested immediately.

“But I want to.”

I was waiting for him to tell me that it was just a joke, but he was looking at me with a serious face.

“I meant that” he said after a while. “Come on.” He stood up and held his hand out for me. “Dance with me.”

I didn’t know what to do, so I just took his hand and went out to the crowd with him. When he stopped in the middle of the dance floor he turned to me, slipped his hands on my waist and pulled me close to him. We danced, also I was afraid to let loose. I was nervous, he made me nervous, his gaze was on me the whole time, he didn’t even glance away to check out other girls.

“Just relax, okay? We are just dancing” he said smiling at me. I nodded blushing and tried to loosen up a bit.

After a few more songs I started to feel more comfortable around him. He was still holding me and I put my hands on his shoulders. Suddenly he turned me so my back was pressed to his chest and I started to panic as he was about to put his hands on my stomach. I didn’t like to be touched around that area and I immediately wanted to push his hands away but he stopped me.

“You don’t have any reason to be ashamed of yourself” he said leaning close to my ears. My heart was beating so fast I thought I would just faint. “You look beautiful, okay?”

He carefully slipped his hands on my stomach and then I nodded a small and tried to calm myself down. We started to dance again like that and I finally started to enjoy it. It was the first time ever that I felt comfortable around a man. We danced a lot and then went back to the VIP room where Sam and Y/F/N was chatting on the couch.

“Hey, we bought you drinks” she smiled at me widely.

“Thanks” I said sitting down and Nate sat right next to me putting one of his hand on my waist. It felt surprisingly relaxing.

We had a really good night. At the end I was glad I came. Nate and Sam were just simply amazing and I was so happy to spend the night with them. When we were about to leave I turned to Nate.

“Thanks for everything” I said looking up at him. He smiled at me and my heart skipped a beat.

“Thank you for coming. When can I see you next time?”

I laughed and took his phone out of his pocket. I dialed my number and rang myself so that way I had his number and then gave the phone back to him. He was grinning at me as he put it away, I was definitely blushing.

“See you around’ I said and quickly kissed him on the cheek and then turned around and left with Y/F/N by my side. It was the perfect night.

These women all weigh 154 lbs. Telling someone that they they’re too fat, too skinny, have no thigh gap, no butt, a flat chest…is not ok. It’s none of your business. Everyone’s body looks different because we all distribute muscle and fat differently. That’s why some of us are built to be long distance runners while others may excel at gymnastics. Your weight does not define you. Remember that. by @blogilates

Okay real talk though I don’t give a single fuck what you look like. Everybody–fat, skinny, short, tall–EVERYBODY deserves to love themselves and deserves respect. I don’t give a fuck if you’re chubby cause of medicine, cause of a mental illness, cause of genetics, cause you just like food, if you work out and nohing seems to help, or cause you just ARE. I don’t care if you’re skinny cause of mental illnesses, cause your metabolism is high, cause it’s just the way your body works. It shouldn’t matter!!!!! Why does weight define if we are beautiful or not???? You deserve respect, love, appreciation, self confidence–and if any mother fucking asshole decides to hop on their body shaming soap box, direct them to me. The perks of having a few extra pounds means I can fucking throw down in a fight.

Seriously. Love yourself, love your body. It doesn’t matter if you’re actively doing things to gain/lose weight. What matters is that you feel comfortable and safe and, above all, you love yourself. Everybody who says otherwise can go fuck themselves.