Taking a deep breath....

But the socks? Did you notice the socks?!

And there is another pic floating about. Lol. Not on this thread but around....

lol of course I noticed the socks. I just focused on the skin more. ;)

Yes, I saw it. It was delicious as well. :)
 
Taking an extra deep breath today....


Hang on guys because this is gonna be an emotional post. But it’s one that is months in the making. Hell, it is years and decades in the making.

I’m going to start off by saying that I know y’all mean well and you are trying your best to be supportive in the best possible way. But can I say that I am really irked when someone’s response to me saying I’m fat is “no, you’re not”. Bless y’all’s hearts but let’s deal with facts. I’m fat. I have fat. I have a lot of fat. Lol. And I have more today than I did four months ago. And I have less than I did a year ago. And there are days when I wish I was as fat as I thought I was as a teenager. But wishes and weight fluctuations don’t change that I am (and have been for most of my life) fat.

I started this thread in order to become more comfortable in my own skin. To accept and see beauty in myself. And it didn’t work. Mainly because I chose carefully cropped, carefully edited pics. Pictures that I thought were fun or cute or silly. But I never really showed me. Which meant when anyone complimented a picture, in the back of my mind I always had to acknowledge that what they were responding to was a manipulated version of myself. A showcase of my best assets, so to speak. Now it wasn’t a complete waste. This first half of my journey woke me up to the realities of pictures. Because I know what I can do to emphasize or obscure different parts of my body, it woke me up to how others do the same. How professional photographers use lighting, angles, cropping, and editing to get a better photo or shot. As a result, I stopped comparing my body to others. So that’s the first step.

Now the second step. A few weeks ago I had a moment that brought me to my knees. A beautiful, absolutely stunning picture of a fellow big girl. I realized in that moment that if I see the beauty in her, I need to starting looking at the beauty in me. We all need to start seeing the beauty in each other. In people the same size or bigger or smaller. We need to stop thinking that beauty resides in the shape or size of a person. Okay…. I need to stop thinking that. If I can love someone else’s pictures, then I have the capacity to love my own. That’s where I’m starting today. I am loving me. And I am declaring myself.

I am fat AND smart. I am fat AND beautiful. I am fat AND funny, quirky, cute, silly, pretty, sexy…. You name it and I am all those things. Most importantly I am those things AND fat. Because fat doesn’t negate them. Being fat doesn’t make me less and it doesn’t make me more. It is just a part of who I am.

This is me….

https://i.imgur.com/Dd65Kbd.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/7S9fo2J.jpg

Oh boy... okay. Breathe, blu. Just breathe....
 
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Taking an extra deep breath today....


Hang on guys because this is gonna be an emotional post. But it’s one that is months in the making. Hell, it is years and decades in the making.

I’m going to start off by saying that I know y’all mean well and you are trying your best to be supportive in the best possible way. But can I say that I am really irked when someone’s response to me saying I’m fat is “no, you’re not”. Bless y’all’s hearts but let’s deal with facts. I’m fat. I have fat. I have a lot of fat. Lol. And I have more today than I did four months ago. And I have less then than I did a year ago. And there are days when I wish I was as fat as I thought I was as a teenager. But wishes and weight fluctuations don’t change that I am (and have been for most of my life) fat.

I started this thread in order to become more comfortable in my own skin. To accept and see beauty in myself. And it didn’t work. Mainly because I chose carefully cropped, carefully edited pics. Pictures that I thought were fun or cute or silly. But I never really showed me. Which meant when anyone complimented a picture, in the back of my mind I always had to acknowledge that what they were responding to was a manipulated version of myself. A showcase of my best assets, so to speak. Now it wasn’t a complete waste. This first half of my journey woke me up to the realities of pictures. Because I know what I can do to emphasize or obscure different parts of my body, it woke me up to how others do the same. How professional photographers use lighting, angles, cropping, and editing to get a better photo or shot. As a result, I stopped comparing my body to others. So that’s the first step.

Now the second step. A few weeks ago I had a moment that brought me to my knees. A beautiful, absolutely stunning picture of a fellow big girl. I realized in that moment that if I see the beauty in her, I need to starting looking at the beauty in me. We all need to start seeing the beauty in each other. In people the same size or bigger or smaller. We need to stop thinking that beauty resides in the shape or size of a person. Okay…. I need to stop thinking that. If I can love someone else’s pictures, then I have the capacity to love my own. That’s where I’m starting today. I am loving me. And I am declaring myself.

I am fat AND smart. I am fat AND beautiful. I am fat AND funny, quirky, cute, silly, pretty, sexy…. You name it and I am all those things. Most importantly I am those things AND fat. Because fat doesn’t negate them. Being fat doesn’t make me less and it doesn’t make me more. It is just a part of who I am.

This is me….

https://i.imgur.com/Dd65Kbd.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/7S9fo2J.jpg

Oh boy... okay. Beathe, blu. Just breathe....

Thanks for baring your heart and mind.

The pictures show a beautiful woman. Use whatever descriptor you like, but don't make it a put down, ok?
 
Thanks for baring your heart and mind.

The pictures show a beautiful woman. Use whatever descriptor you like, but don't make it a put down, ok?

That's what I'm working on. A major part of this post. I am not beautiful but fat. They are not mutually exclusive properties. I am both.
 
Taking an extra deep breath today....


Hang on guys because this is gonna be an emotional post. But it’s one that is months in the making. Hell, it is years and decades in the making.

I’m going to start off by saying that I know y’all mean well and you are trying your best to be supportive in the best possible way. But can I say that I am really irked when someone’s response to me saying I’m fat is “no, you’re not”. Bless y’all’s hearts but let’s deal with facts. I’m fat. I have fat. I have a lot of fat. Lol. And I have more today than I did four months ago. And I have less then than I did a year ago. And there are days when I wish I was as fat as I thought I was as a teenager. But wishes and weight fluctuations don’t change that I am (and have been for most of my life) fat.

I started this thread in order to become more comfortable in my own skin. To accept and see beauty in myself. And it didn’t work. Mainly because I chose carefully cropped, carefully edited pics. Pictures that I thought were fun or cute or silly. But I never really showed me. Which meant when anyone complimented a picture, in the back of my mind I always had to acknowledge that what they were responding to was a manipulated version of myself. A showcase of my best assets, so to speak. Now it wasn’t a complete waste. This first half of my journey woke me up to the realities of pictures. Because I know what I can do to emphasize or obscure different parts of my body, it woke me up to how others do the same. How professional photographers use lighting, angles, cropping, and editing to get a better photo or shot. As a result, I stopped comparing my body to others. So that’s the first step.

Now the second step. A few weeks ago I had a moment that brought me to my knees. A beautiful, absolutely stunning picture of a fellow big girl. I realized in that moment that if I see the beauty in her, I need to starting looking at the beauty in me. We all need to start seeing the beauty in each other. In people the same size or bigger or smaller. We need to stop thinking that beauty resides in the shape or size of a person. Okay…. I need to stop thinking that. If I can love someone else’s pictures, then I have the capacity to love my own. That’s where I’m starting today. I am loving me. And I am declaring myself.

I am fat AND smart. I am fat AND beautiful. I am fat AND funny, quirky, cute, silly, pretty, sexy…. You name it and I am all those things. Most importantly I am those things AND fat. Because fat doesn’t negate them. Being fat doesn’t make me less and it doesn’t make me more. It is just a part of who I am.

This is me….

https://i.imgur.com/Dd65Kbd.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/7S9fo2J.jpg

Oh boy... okay. Beathe, blu. Just breathe....

This is the second time today that a post has made me smile and think about myself at the same time.

As with the previous poster on his thread, I truly admire you, for being you. I’ve hid behind angles and shit for years so find it amazing when someone can truly say fuck it and be themselves.

And a gorgeous shot of you being you, just to prove the point! 😘
 
This is the second time today that a post has made me smile and think about myself at the same time.

As with the previous poster on his thread, I truly admire you, for being you. I’ve hid behind angles and shit for years so find it amazing when someone can truly say fuck it and be themselves.

And a gorgeous shot of you being you, just to prove the point! 😘


Okay let's first admit, your angles are pretty damn great. ;)

Thank you. It means a lot that you are getting what I'm trying so desperately to express.
 
Taking an extra deep breath today....


Hang on guys because this is gonna be an emotional post. But it’s one that is months in the making. Hell, it is years and decades in the making.

I’m going to start off by saying that I know y’all mean well and you are trying your best to be supportive in the best possible way. But can I say that I am really irked when someone’s response to me saying I’m fat is “no, you’re not”. Bless y’all’s hearts but let’s deal with facts. I’m fat. I have fat. I have a lot of fat. Lol. And I have more today than I did four months ago. And I have less than I did a year ago. And there are days when I wish I was as fat as I thought I was as a teenager. But wishes and weight fluctuations don’t change that I am (and have been for most of my life) fat.

I started this thread in order to become more comfortable in my own skin. To accept and see beauty in myself. And it didn’t work. Mainly because I chose carefully cropped, carefully edited pics. Pictures that I thought were fun or cute or silly. But I never really showed me. Which meant when anyone complimented a picture, in the back of my mind I always had to acknowledge that what they were responding to was a manipulated version of myself. A showcase of my best assets, so to speak. Now it wasn’t a complete waste. This first half of my journey woke me up to the realities of pictures. Because I know what I can do to emphasize or obscure different parts of my body, it woke me up to how others do the same. How professional photographers use lighting, angles, cropping, and editing to get a better photo or shot. As a result, I stopped comparing my body to others. So that’s the first step.

Now the second step. A few weeks ago I had a moment that brought me to my knees. A beautiful, absolutely stunning picture of a fellow big girl. I realized in that moment that if I see the beauty in her, I need to starting looking at the beauty in me. We all need to start seeing the beauty in each other. In people the same size or bigger or smaller. We need to stop thinking that beauty resides in the shape or size of a person. Okay…. I need to stop thinking that. If I can love someone else’s pictures, then I have the capacity to love my own. That’s where I’m starting today. I am loving me. And I am declaring myself.

I am fat AND smart. I am fat AND beautiful. I am fat AND funny, quirky, cute, silly, pretty, sexy…. You name it and I am all those things. Most importantly I am those things AND fat. Because fat doesn’t negate them. Being fat doesn’t make me less and it doesn’t make me more. It is just a part of who I am.

This is me….

https://i.imgur.com/Dd65Kbd.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/7S9fo2J.jpg

Oh boy... okay. Beathe, blu. Just breathe....

Blu, I saw the link to this from the ‘real tummies’ thread and I’ll repeat here, I would love to cuddle up to your tum.

I’m so pleased you have taken that step to embrace who you are and how you look.

Thank you for posting.
 
Blu, I saw the link to this from the ‘real tummies’ thread and I’ll repeat here, I would love to cuddle up to your tum.

I’m so pleased you have taken that step to embrace who you are and how you look.

Thank you for posting.

Thank you :kiss:

I will get to the point of self acceptance and love. One day, I will get there.
 
:heart:

Blu,
You are amazing. I needed, so much, to read this post. I took mine down the other day because, well...reasons.

It is a process we all have to work on. I'm so happy you've taken these steps.

 
:heart:

Blu,
You are amazing. I needed, so much, to read this post. I took mine down the other day because, well...reasons.

It is a process we all have to work on. I'm so happy you've taken these steps.


Oh I'm sorry if you are having a rough time. But you said it, it is a process and one that rarely runs smoothly or in a linear fashion. So I get sometimes needing to step back and reevaluate. I do hope it helps you to know how much you have helped others.
 
Taking an extra deep breath today....


Hang on guys because this is gonna be an emotional post. But it’s one that is months in the making. Hell, it is years and decades in the making.

I’m going to start off by saying that I know y’all mean well and you are trying your best to be supportive in the best possible way. But can I say that I am really irked when someone’s response to me saying I’m fat is “no, you’re not”. Bless y’all’s hearts but let’s deal with facts. I’m fat. I have fat. I have a lot of fat. Lol. And I have more today than I did four months ago. And I have less than I did a year ago. And there are days when I wish I was as fat as I thought I was as a teenager. But wishes and weight fluctuations don’t change that I am (and have been for most of my life) fat.

I started this thread in order to become more comfortable in my own skin. To accept and see beauty in myself. And it didn’t work. Mainly because I chose carefully cropped, carefully edited pics. Pictures that I thought were fun or cute or silly. But I never really showed me. Which meant when anyone complimented a picture, in the back of my mind I always had to acknowledge that what they were responding to was a manipulated version of myself. A showcase of my best assets, so to speak. Now it wasn’t a complete waste. This first half of my journey woke me up to the realities of pictures. Because I know what I can do to emphasize or obscure different parts of my body, it woke me up to how others do the same. How professional photographers use lighting, angles, cropping, and editing to get a better photo or shot. As a result, I stopped comparing my body to others. So that’s the first step.

Now the second step. A few weeks ago I had a moment that brought me to my knees. A beautiful, absolutely stunning picture of a fellow big girl. I realized in that moment that if I see the beauty in her, I need to starting looking at the beauty in me. We all need to start seeing the beauty in each other. In people the same size or bigger or smaller. We need to stop thinking that beauty resides in the shape or size of a person. Okay…. I need to stop thinking that. If I can love someone else’s pictures, then I have the capacity to love my own. That’s where I’m starting today. I am loving me. And I am declaring myself.

I am fat AND smart. I am fat AND beautiful. I am fat AND funny, quirky, cute, silly, pretty, sexy…. You name it and I am all those things. Most importantly I am those things AND fat. Because fat doesn’t negate them. Being fat doesn’t make me less and it doesn’t make me more. It is just a part of who I am.

This is me….

https://i.imgur.com/Dd65Kbd.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/7S9fo2J.jpg

Oh boy... okay. Beathe, blu. Just breathe....

I think you look very sexy.
 
Taking an extra deep breath today....


Hang on guys because this is gonna be an emotional post. But it’s one that is months in the making. Hell, it is years and decades in the making.

I’m going to start off by saying that I know y’all mean well and you are trying your best to be supportive in the best possible way. But can I say that I am really irked when someone’s response to me saying I’m fat is “no, you’re not”. Bless y’all’s hearts but let’s deal with facts. I’m fat. I have fat. I have a lot of fat. Lol. And I have more today than I did four months ago. And I have less than I did a year ago. And there are days when I wish I was as fat as I thought I was as a teenager. But wishes and weight fluctuations don’t change that I am (and have been for most of my life) fat.

I started this thread in order to become more comfortable in my own skin. To accept and see beauty in myself. And it didn’t work. Mainly because I chose carefully cropped, carefully edited pics. Pictures that I thought were fun or cute or silly. But I never really showed me. Which meant when anyone complimented a picture, in the back of my mind I always had to acknowledge that what they were responding to was a manipulated version of myself. A showcase of my best assets, so to speak. Now it wasn’t a complete waste. This first half of my journey woke me up to the realities of pictures. Because I know what I can do to emphasize or obscure different parts of my body, it woke me up to how others do the same. How professional photographers use lighting, angles, cropping, and editing to get a better photo or shot. As a result, I stopped comparing my body to others. So that’s the first step.

Now the second step. A few weeks ago I had a moment that brought me to my knees. A beautiful, absolutely stunning picture of a fellow big girl. I realized in that moment that if I see the beauty in her, I need to starting looking at the beauty in me. We all need to start seeing the beauty in each other. In people the same size or bigger or smaller. We need to stop thinking that beauty resides in the shape or size of a person. Okay…. I need to stop thinking that. If I can love someone else’s pictures, then I have the capacity to love my own. That’s where I’m starting today. I am loving me. And I am declaring myself.

I am fat AND smart. I am fat AND beautiful. I am fat AND funny, quirky, cute, silly, pretty, sexy…. You name it and I am all those things. Most importantly I am those things AND fat. Because fat doesn’t negate them. Being fat doesn’t make me less and it doesn’t make me more. It is just a part of who I am.

This is me….

https://i.imgur.com/Dd65Kbd.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/7S9fo2J.jpg

Oh boy... okay. Beathe, blu. Just breathe....

I loved this. This is courage, and acceptance. I know because I have been there... though I do struggle sometimes. I am fat. Doesn't mean I am unattractive or other things, just I am who I am, but I am also fat. I never viewed you as fat... but not because I am denying what you say you are, but more I viewed you just as a beautiful woman. Size never enters it for me. I have found beautiful women in all shapes and sizes. Your size is a part of you, but you are definitely also a very beautiful and desirable woman as well.
Thank you for sharing, and I hope you will continue to do so.
((HUGGS))
:rose::kiss:
 
I loved this. This is courage, and acceptance. I know because I have been there... though I do struggle sometimes. I am fat. Doesn't mean I am unattractive or other things, just I am who I am, but I am also fat. I never viewed you as fat... but not because I am denying what you say you are, but more I viewed you just as a beautiful woman. Size never enters it for me. I have found beautiful women in all shapes and sizes. Your size is a part of you, but you are definitely also a very beautiful and desirable woman as well.
Thank you for sharing, and I hope you will continue to do so.
((HUGGS))
:rose::kiss:


Thank you :kiss:

I think I figured out why it irks me so much when people say I'm not. (Just had the epiphany while reading your post so lucky you!). It's because it is so obvious that I am. Telling me I'm not fat would be like telling me I don't have blue eyes. It's right freaking there! Lol. And so I immediately am distrustful. Although to be fair that's a normal state for me so....

I think what I'm trying to say (very poorly) is that you and the responders before you have all said the "right" response which is not to discount an obvious truth but to acknowledge it and move on. If someone were to ever say (in response to me saying I'm fat) "yep/okay, and beautiful/smart/pick your adjective", I think I would be left speechless but a part of me would be thrilled. Is that crazy? I feel like that's crazy. Lol
 
Taking an extra deep breath today....


Hang on guys because this is gonna be an emotional post. But it’s one that is months in the making. Hell, it is years and decades in the making.

I’m going to start off by saying that I know y’all mean well and you are trying your best to be supportive in the best possible way. But can I say that I am really irked when someone’s response to me saying I’m fat is “no, you’re not”. Bless y’all’s hearts but let’s deal with facts. I’m fat. I have fat. I have a lot of fat. Lol. And I have more today than I did four months ago. And I have less than I did a year ago. And there are days when I wish I was as fat as I thought I was as a teenager. But wishes and weight fluctuations don’t change that I am (and have been for most of my life) fat.

I started this thread in order to become more comfortable in my own skin. To accept and see beauty in myself. And it didn’t work. Mainly because I chose carefully cropped, carefully edited pics. Pictures that I thought were fun or cute or silly. But I never really showed me. Which meant when anyone complimented a picture, in the back of my mind I always had to acknowledge that what they were responding to was a manipulated version of myself. A showcase of my best assets, so to speak. Now it wasn’t a complete waste. This first half of my journey woke me up to the realities of pictures. Because I know what I can do to emphasize or obscure different parts of my body, it woke me up to how others do the same. How professional photographers use lighting, angles, cropping, and editing to get a better photo or shot. As a result, I stopped comparing my body to others. So that’s the first step.

Now the second step. A few weeks ago I had a moment that brought me to my knees. A beautiful, absolutely stunning picture of a fellow big girl. I realized in that moment that if I see the beauty in her, I need to starting looking at the beauty in me. We all need to start seeing the beauty in each other. In people the same size or bigger or smaller. We need to stop thinking that beauty resides in the shape or size of a person. Okay…. I need to stop thinking that. If I can love someone else’s pictures, then I have the capacity to love my own. That’s where I’m starting today. I am loving me. And I am declaring myself.

I am fat AND smart. I am fat AND beautiful. I am fat AND funny, quirky, cute, silly, pretty, sexy…. You name it and I am all those things. Most importantly I am those things AND fat. Because fat doesn’t negate them. Being fat doesn’t make me less and it doesn’t make me more. It is just a part of who I am.

This is me….

https://i.imgur.com/Dd65Kbd.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/7S9fo2J.jpg

Oh boy... okay. Breathe, blu. Just breathe....

Beautiful.....I commend ur courage and trust me....you got nothing to be ashamed of.
 
Taking an extra deep breath today....


Hang on guys because this is gonna be an emotional post. But it’s one that is months in the making. Hell, it is years and decades in the making.

I’m going to start off by saying that I know y’all mean well and you are trying your best to be supportive in the best possible way. But can I say that I am really irked when someone’s response to me saying I’m fat is “no, you’re not”. Bless y’all’s hearts but let’s deal with facts. I’m fat. I have fat. I have a lot of fat. Lol. And I have more today than I did four months ago. And I have less than I did a year ago. And there are days when I wish I was as fat as I thought I was as a teenager. But wishes and weight fluctuations don’t change that I am (and have been for most of my life) fat.

I started this thread in order to become more comfortable in my own skin. To accept and see beauty in myself. And it didn’t work. Mainly because I chose carefully cropped, carefully edited pics. Pictures that I thought were fun or cute or silly. But I never really showed me. Which meant when anyone complimented a picture, in the back of my mind I always had to acknowledge that what they were responding to was a manipulated version of myself. A showcase of my best assets, so to speak. Now it wasn’t a complete waste. This first half of my journey woke me up to the realities of pictures. Because I know what I can do to emphasize or obscure different parts of my body, it woke me up to how others do the same. How professional photographers use lighting, angles, cropping, and editing to get a better photo or shot. As a result, I stopped comparing my body to others. So that’s the first step.

Now the second step. A few weeks ago I had a moment that brought me to my knees. A beautiful, absolutely stunning picture of a fellow big girl. I realized in that moment that if I see the beauty in her, I need to starting looking at the beauty in me. We all need to start seeing the beauty in each other. In people the same size or bigger or smaller. We need to stop thinking that beauty resides in the shape or size of a person. Okay…. I need to stop thinking that. If I can love someone else’s pictures, then I have the capacity to love my own. That’s where I’m starting today. I am loving me. And I am declaring myself.

I am fat AND smart. I am fat AND beautiful. I am fat AND funny, quirky, cute, silly, pretty, sexy…. You name it and I am all those things. Most importantly I am those things AND fat. Because fat doesn’t negate them. Being fat doesn’t make me less and it doesn’t make me more. It is just a part of who I am.

This is me….

https://i.imgur.com/Dd65Kbd.jpg

https://i.imgur.com/7S9fo2J.jpg

Oh boy... okay. Breathe, blu. Just breathe....

Beautiful and sexy! A strong woman who knows who she is and is all the more powerful for it! You are strong, self aware, and beautiful; a very powerful combination that makes you a powerful human.
 
Beautiful.....I commend ur courage and trust me....you got nothing to be ashamed of.

Thank you. I'm trying to get over and move past the shame. One day at a time. Or maybe, one picture?


Beautiful and sexy! A strong woman who knows who she is and is all the more powerful for it! You are strong, self aware, and beautiful; a very powerful combination that makes you a powerful human.

I am woman, hear me roar! :D
 
Thank you :kiss:

I think I figured out why it irks me so much when people say I'm not. (Just had the epiphany while reading your post so lucky you!). It's because it is so obvious that I am. Telling me I'm not fat would be like telling me I don't have blue eyes. It's right freaking there! Lol. And so I immediately am distrustful. Although to be fair that's a normal state for me so....

I think what I'm trying to say (very poorly) is that you and the responders before you have all said the "right" response which is not to discount an obvious truth but to acknowledge it and move on. If someone were to ever say (in response to me saying I'm fat) "yep/okay, and beautiful/smart/pick your adjective", I think I would be left speechless but a part of me would be thrilled. Is that crazy? I feel like that's crazy. Lol

Bingo

Tell us we're beautiful. Tell us we're sexy. Tell us you are mesmerized by our charm and intelligence...but don't tell us we're not fat. It's an immediate red flag.

There are too many people (not just here, but the world in general) who will say ANYTHING...do ANYTHING, to get what they want from you.

If you are going to start off with a flat out, verifiable lie, why in the ever-loving fuck should we trust you?

And it's not about being "politely euphemistic." It's about acknowledging a truth, but seeing beyond that. Knowing that a man will touch and caress my rolls of flesh and STILL love me? =Keeper

Because my body habitus is just one of the many pieces that make up my puzzle, and you have to have all of them.

 
Dear Blu,
I look at your photographs and I see a beautiful, sensual body which stimulates and excites me. I read your posts and I sense a lady who is intelligent, thoughtful, self aware and caring and who, for these reasons, is interesting and sexy. Thank you for sharing your photographs and thoughts.
 
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