Yes my body’s a little bit bigger
Those shorts don’t do up
I sigh at my figure
But it’s not only softness
my frame has now gained
It’s room for compassion,
love less restrained
Space for my thoughts
to think more of others,
A chance for experience
not centred on numbers,
So when I sigh,
that the shorts don’t do up
I gently say Laila -
“who gives a fuck?”
Why do these shorts,
inanimate object
Get to make me focus
on this time wasting subject?
And plot how I’ll quickly
shrink my dear body
When really I know,
most lethal hobby
I know who I am
and I must value that
Coz when I do,
I quite like my fat
It’s part of me
It’s loved and needed
Screw diet culture
and the lies that its weaved in
So Yes my body’s a little bit bigger
The pressure to not be,
may always linger
But I turn my disappointment
away from my self
Start asking Laila,
what might actually help?
No crash diet, no harshness,
what helps is compassion,
Find you true voice
Thoughts & feelings, express them
Keep arming yourself
with facts about diets
The companies that profit
the more that your crying
Look at more bodies
of all shapes and sizes
Challenge fat phobia,
make yourself wiser
Throw out those shorts,
they were a trigger
Overcome these, move on,
keep making life bigger 💗
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