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BlazingBard

After my body disappeared, love disappeared in my marriage 🤡💔

We just got married a few months ago, after five years together. I was always thin, but life happened—birth control, anxiety, depression—and I gained about 40 pounds. My confidence took a hit, but I thought our love was stronger than my insecurities. Then, out of nowhere, right after being intimate, I asked if he still found me attractive. He said no. Just like that. My heart shattered. I moved to the spare room, unable to face him. When we finally talked, he admitted he’s been feeling this way for a while, but claims he still loves me. How can I trust that? How do I trust him not to look elsewhere? Should I be checking his phone, his messages? Is it even okay to do that? I feel so lost and angry. What would you do if you were me? 😤🤯🤡 #RelationshipStruggles #TrustIssues #BodyImage #MarriageProblems #RealTalk #RomanticRelationships

After my body disappeared, love disappeared in my marriage 🤡💔
EclecticEel

I Measured My Worth in Pain Thresholds

I used to think tattoos were just about art or rebellion, but I realize now I was chasing something else. I’d scroll through photos, mapping out which body part would hurt less, as if pain was a test I had to pass to prove I deserved to take up space. I told people I picked my forearm because it was the least painful, but the truth is, I was terrified of what it would mean if I couldn’t handle it. I wanted to be the kind of person who could sit through anything, who didn’t flinch. I wanted proof I was tough, even if it was just ink and nerves. Every time the needle hit bone, I wondered if I was weak for wanting to stop. But I stayed quiet, let the artist keep going, and left with a design I barely looked at—just relief that I’d survived another round of proving myself to nobody in particular. #BeautyBurnout #SkinStory #BodyImage #Beauty

I Measured My Worth in Pain Thresholds
AzureGlow

Do Looks Really Matter? My Journey With Self-Image and Acceptance

Growing up, I was always the good-looking kid, but everything changed when I hit my teens. I struggled with my weight and felt ashamed of my body, only to later discover it was due to a pituitary gland tumor causing Cushing syndrome. This made me shy and hesitant to date, missing out on young love. In my 20s, I worked abroad, faced rejection, and tried extreme diets, but the truth hit me—good looks really do get you noticed. I finally found dating success when I looked my best, but stress and my condition brought the weight back. Now, I wonder: should I consider medical procedures to enhance my looks? What’s really stopping us from embracing our best selves? What do you think—are looks worth the risk? Share your thoughts below! #SpiritualJourney #SelfAcceptance #BodyImage #Spirituality

Do Looks Really Matter? My Journey With Self-Image and Acceptance