5’3”, 130-140 lbs. Haven’t weighed myself in years. Size 10.
There are days when I just don’t want to see myself in the mirror, days when I think “Oh! Well I don’t look too shabby!”, and days when I just feel like a model. Lately, it’s been more the latter than the former.
I struggled a lot with body issues when I was a child and a young teenager. My schoolmates and friends were all thin and had perfect bodies. There was always an insane amount of pressure on us women to have perfect skinny bodies, especially living in a macho man Latin American country. As a young 13 year old girl in high school, there was no way I could take it. When my classmates called me a “fat bitch” (which was more often than not), I had to be excused because there was no way I could stop crying. I cried countless nights over my body, tried every fad diet in the book, and nothing worked.
Nowadays, a little older and quite a bit more mature, I can honestly say I’m happy with my body. Peace with yourself is something that comes with growing up, and it’s not something easily found, but it’s completely worth it.
(Ahem. Excuse the socks.)
My name is Sarah and the picture above is obviously me. I have struggled with my self image since I was 10, because I had a “pot belly”. My mom is all about looks so she put me on all sorts of diets, and I always hated it. She got so desperate to have me lose weight that she would PAY me to weigh myself biweekly. She also told me later on when I was about 13, that if I was to lose some weight, I’d “get more friends and maybe a boyfriend because [I’d] be pretty.” This, of course, shaped everything from then on. As I grew up, I learned to really hate my body. How could all of this fat keep me from having stable friends or even a boyfriend? I hated every ounce, and my mother constantly reinforced my hatred by saying I looked “puffy” on certain days. Being so fed up, in my sophomore year of high school I started taking lessons from a personal trainer. I at first had this really nice lady but she moved, and in her place I got a guy training to be a marine. He worked me everyday literally until I cried and could not stand anymore. I would have to run not only a mile, but a mile with 30 pound sandbags on my shoulders. He focused so much on weight and measurements that I started to become depressed. I was very thin at that point, but I saw myself as the fattest girl in the world and wanted to kill myself. My mom took me to the hospital on suicide watch and I was completely miserable. I was 120 pounds then at 5’ 4”, but I was never happy. I am much older now, but I still have a lot of self image issues. I still have the depression that I’ve had since that time, and it’s a hard burden to bear, interfering with almost everything in my everyday life. Now, I am 140 pounds still at 5’ 4”, and even though I am easier on myself now, I still have a hard time loving my body. Through all that had happened, I hope that someday I can finally find body peace. It would really make me happy if this was posted so everyone can see that there are other people who have gone through hell and back with this. (sorry this was so long I feel bad but thanks for reading)
Weight: 140 lbs
Height: 5” 4’
Measurements: bust- 38in waist- 30in hips- 35in
Thank you all so much.
10st, 5ft3, 30FF
This is the first time I have actually felt comfortable in swimwear.
This blog is so inspiring, it is great to see women being celebrated!
I am 22
38” 27” 42” 34 DD size 8 pants, size 4 or 6 in dresses….I don’t really understand how sizing works…
I weigh 140 pounds and am 5 feet tall.
Based on my BMI (which is pretty much BS, but doctor’s love to talk about) I am overweight. This makes me self conscious, but there are times when I look at myself and think I’m beautiful and then I get pissed at all the messages that I am getting from the media, my friends, my family, and even total strangers who feel like it is their “duty” or something to comment on my weight, shape, or what I’m eating.
Sometimes I think of all the beautiful women who are missing out on the confidence they deserve because we’re getting told these shitty messages about our bodies all the time. I always tell myself that I need to change, but when I think about other women it hurts to think about them putting themselves down and I realize that it’s society that needs to change. In a recent submission to this blog smilejesusloves-you said that we need to stand up for our bodies. I think it’s not really fair that we have to do this, but our bodies definitely deserve more respect from ourselves and others than I think most bodies get.
It’s beautiful to accept who you are and it’s beautiful to love yourself. <3
My name is Kathy, im 16, 5”4, and 140 lbs. I usually try to cover up my stomach with baggy shirts or sweaters, but the other week i decided to wear this dress i found at Zara to school. I got a lot of compliments for it even though i was feeling conscious the entire day. Even though you could kind of see my love handles in the dress, it made my butt look fabulous and it was a really refreshing change from hiding my body.
Hello! This is my 2nd submission :) I am almost 41 years old, and have never liked my curvy body, but I keep trying to! 37-29-39, weight 140ish, size 8-10, 5”5
I am 22 years old, 5’3” with a 30 inch waist. I have been around 140 pounds since I hit puberty and have struggled with my self image for years after. The past couple of years I have finally been embracing my curves and my arms, and my confidence has never been better. Thank you to all the beautiful ladies on curveappeal. This truly is a wonderful blog :)
Sabrina, 19, 140lbs, 38-27-40 (approximately).
I still don’t always like my body, and my clothes don’t always fit the way I want them too, but between my amazing boyfriend and the great people on this site, I’m learning to accept that even with stomach flab, curves and thighs that touch, I can still be sexy and beautiful. Keep up all the positivity ladies!
I have submitted here before, but that was last year. I don’t know my measurements, but I am 23 years old, 5’5” and I hover somewhere around 140 lbs.
Last summer was really stressful for me. I got on the scale one morning and the number was close to 200 lbs. With family issues and a failing relationship piling on, I ended up putting my stresses into working out and I ended up losing 40 pounds. I’m still not society’s ideals of perfect, nor do I want to be.
I’m working on toning up both physically and mentally. I’ve still got insecurities about my thighs and stretch marks and the saggy skin on my arms, but that’s just part of who I am and I’m teaching myself to love it all. And maybe this year I’ll be confident enough to actually wear a bikini. This blog is beautiful and has helped me so much.
I’m 22 years old and I just bought my first bikini. This is progress :)
5’2”. 36-28-41. Currently somewhere between 140-145 lbs.
5’6 & 10Stone.
When I was younger I used to feel way too insecure about my weight, I had thick thighs compared to the other kids and believed I was fat. As I started to get older I realized that being thick wasn’t a bad thing.
Everyone is beautiful in their own way.
I’m 5’4” and 140 lbs. According to the BMI, I am borderline overweight. For a long time, I’ve struggled with low self-confidence and eating disorders; there have been days and months where I’ve been unable to look into a mirror out of self-loathing. I also grew up in a religion that expects women to be modest, beautiful, submissive, and silent. As a chubby, outspoken teenager, I thought I’d never be wanted, by my church or anyone else.
When I got to college, I was recovering from a long struggle with anorexia. There, I fell in love with a man who accepted me for who I was and who helped me to break free of the clutches of religion. I also discovered tumblr, which sounds funny, but which really was a turning point in my life. I found a world outside of religion, where women came in all shapes and sizes, where everyone could speak their mind, and where I could finally fit in.
Thanks for helping me to accept myself, Ladies of Tumblr. You helped me to see a spectrum of humanity that media and religion could never have shown me. You taught me that women are strong, and smart, and crazy, and that no one fits into a single mold. I love you all.
Thanks for giving me the courage to show you who I really am, inside and out. :)
Hi. I’m Amanda. I am 23 years old, 5 feet tall and 140 pounds. My measurements are 36B cup, 32 waist, and 40 hips.
I have always had difficulty seeing my body for what it really is, and tend to view it in a negative light. I didn’t have my (one and only) growth spurt until I was 14. That meant from about the age of eight years and onward, I was taunted by my schoolmates for my weight. The boys oinked at me and the girls whispered about my size behind my back.
I know I’m a beautiful curvy woman now, but sometimes its hard to get the negative voices out of my head. Finding my fiance who loves me just the way I am, has definitely helped! If there is one thing I have learned, it is that I am a much happier, healthier person, when I love my body for what it is.
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I am 5’2, I fluctuate between 130-140 pounds all the time. My measurements are 38-32-40. Super curvy boriqua, and most of the time I’m happy with that :) I certainly could afford to tone up/smooth out areas of my body before summer though!