Once upon a time in the blogosphere, Mish at Eating Journey started the Exposed movement, whereby all across the blogosphere, people were exposing themselves, posting pictures of their bodies at their most vulnerable, and tagging said pictures with positive attributes. She started this project because she was sick and tired of hating the way she looked, and wanted to celebrate her body.
When Mish took this project on, it was because she wanted to show who she really was. I started this blog because I had the desire to chronicle my journey with learning to love my body after a complicated past wrought with compulsive and disordered eating, sexual trauma, and damaged body image and self-esteem. I believe in the tough love approach to working through your relationships with your body. This includes: no secrets, no shame, stop making yourself small, buy clothing that is the size you are at, love your body regardless of what size/weight/phase of life you’re in.
I believe in sharing, far surpassing the point of polite conversation, because I don’t think that we talk enough about our bodies and our collective damaged body image/negative sexual experience/fear/shame.
I talk too much. And I’m starting to think that’s a good thing.
I have been quietly watching the Exposed project since its inception, looking on in awe as blogger after blogger bared both their body and their ultimate vulnerability with an internet full of strangers, and I have been so very impressed by the support, comments, and love love love that has been borne out of this project.
But I’m tired of sitting on the sidelines. If I want this blog to succeed, I need to practice what I preach, and I need to take risk. My participation in this project is my pledge both to myself, but also to you, that I’ve only just begun. It is all happening, and it is all happening right here.
And I sure am glad that you are along for the ride.