I am an-almost-26-year-old woman, so to say that I have struggled with weight issues would be an understatement. It isn’t really supernatural that you can navigate over to a site like HelloGiggles, or Jezebel–or even Pinterest and Facebook–and be bombarded with weight loss / weight gain / “thinspiration” / body pride subject matter. Every woman, and I really think I can almost confidently say “every woman” understands the struggle of living in a country (or even a world) that is so harsh and critical about women’s bodies.
I grew up not skinny, not even kind of skinny, to be honest. My family was poor: I totally get that if you have “no other option,” it is so hard to “eat right.” And honestly, food and our choices with it have changed a ton since I was younger. The 90s felt like the 70s (oh, cause I apparently know what the 70s felt like?). We had an excessive amount of sugary cereals, tons of “easy to make” food for working families (like Hamburger Helper, macaroni and cheese, chili dogs, you know, the good stuff) and way, way too many carbonated, caffeine-spiked beverages.