I am sick of dieting. I have been dieting, feeling guilty for not dieting, cheating, being "good," being "bad," binging, starving, resolving, breaking down, feeling great, feeling miserable, and ultimately hating myself in the pursuit of a normal weight for the past ten years.
I am exhausted. Therefore I have decided I am going to get off this merry-go-round of self loathing and start to practice a little more of the feminist ideals I preach.
I realize this is not going to be an easy ride to get off of, but I am resolved to achieve some sense of peace about my body, and to treat it like the holy vessel for my soul that it is.
My first order of business is going to be to relax and eat what I like. I am not going to count calories or servings, weight, or size. No rules, no buts.
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