OK, Ladies, here’s the thing….I am an out and out CURVY GIRL and have been for a good lot of my life! I could also use the words “fat”, “overweight” and “obese” to describe my general body shape!
But shall I tell you what else I am, these days? I am a very Deliciously Curvy and Confident Diva! Yep, I sure am. Who decided that to hell with putting life on hold, until the numbers on the bathroom scales “indicate” I am worthwhile, attractive and acceptable to “thin society!”
I AM THAT NOW! FINALLY, HAPPY AND AT PEACE WITH MY BODY!
What if I told you that you could be too?
WHAT WOULD IT MEAN TO YOU, TO STOP FEELING ASHAMED OF YOUR BODY?
- To not be self conscious about the way you look?
- To stop being so hard on yourself?
- To be more relaxed and actually get some fun back in to your life?
- To “mind your own business” about what people think of you? What does it matter!?
- To stop bargaining your life away…..until you have lost, “1, 2, 3, 4 stone..or more”?
WHAT IF, JUST, WHAT IF………..
WHAT IF, JUST, WHAT IF……?
You know what, Ladies? Being miserable, all day every day, because of your size, is something I know a LOT about.
I also know just as much about feeling insecure, unloved, scared, humiliated and ashamed. Pretty much every emotion that can go hand in hand with being a Curvy Girl.
Your unhappy world becomes smaller and smaller as you seek solace in food. Sweet, Savoury, or whatever you can lay your hands on. Preferably in secret so no one can see you eating!
Let me throw you a curved ball type of thought? What if, it isn’t your “Curves” that are the problem?
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