Something Very Needed

I did something very scary tonight. Something few women (and a couple of men) would dare to do.

I looked at my completely naked ass in the mirror.

I did something I needed to do. Something I usually don't do.

I gave myself credit for that ass.

After all, it might not be the prettiest. It is not perfectly round, nor is it perky. I had a lot of weight as a child. I lost a lot of weight as a teenager. My ass will not just bounce back from that. If I sit in someone's lap, for all the chub on my back side, I have a bony ass.

I however, looked at my ass and thought to myself "That is a perfectly nice ass. It serves its purpose well. I can sit on it and not be hurt. I can snuggle it comfortably into my boyfriend. It works as perfectly as any ass should."

The point of me starting this blog? I'm looking to think positively. I'm looking to think of myself as a beautiful woman. Not as fat, not as not Cosmo perfect.

Yes, I'm going to want to lose weight. Not because I am not a size 3. Because it is a comfort issue and this is important. My body tells me that I am not quite as I should be. My body tells me I am not the right weight for my size.

However to anyone who reads this: If you feel you are comfortable, you are beautiful. If you do not, you are beautiful. Enough of this stupid putting each other and ourselves down. Enough of this self-hatred that we harbor and then try to disseminate it to others. Enough of listening to the photoshopped super models on magazine covers.

We all know they aren't real.

I want to be real.