Marnie here again, sharing some thoughts I had the other day about my calves.
Yep, you read that right - my calves. I wasn’t always grateful for these calves that allow me to move about this world every day.
Throughout high school, I was sure that my calves were deformed. I hated them. I looked around at all of the other girls’ calves and they seemed long, lean and proportional to the feet, thighs and bodies they belonged to, whereas mine looked thick and stumpy and they touched and gaped in all the wrong places.
Before you start thinking, “Oh, she probably was athletic and into sports” - nope, not me. I wasn’t. I would’ve traded my calves for those belonging to the athletic girls since I found a million reasons to hate mine. Only as I got older did I come to realise that calves (and legs and arms and all body parts!) came in a multitude of shapes and sizes and no two were alike...but ALL were beautiful and unique 🙏
I cringe just thinking about the mental energy that my teenage self wasted on thinking about this and other BS notions about my body.
Does anyone else have a similar story?
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