a message from a millennial who (barely) survived the “heroin chic” extreme weight loss trend of the 2000’s
with a tumblr account filled with emaciated pictures of Kate Moss and 100-calorie meals, an obsession with America’s Next Top Model, and an addictive personality with an affirmation kink,
I was diet culture’s star student.
I did everything in my power to weigh less because
1. it was what society expected of me (and I love to exceed expectations 🤓), and
2. I wrongly believed that my weight was reflective of my worth/“goodness”
and I guess you could say I aced the test…
I lost the weight,
dropped the sizes, and
got validated by everyone asking me if I was okay and how I did it (in the same breath).
Weight loss for the win, right?
I thought so too… until I didn’t.
Because along with the weight, I lost my hair, my mental health, and my period.
No big deal, right?
I thought so too… until I didn’t.
Because along with the sizes, I dropped my strength, my energy, and my bone density.
and, in time, all my (misplaced) hard work was validated…
with a fractured hip,
a fractured spine, and
a hypothalamic amenorrhea diagnosis.
It was on bedrest with broken bones (that could have been completely prevented 😔) when I realized:
weighing less isn’t worth navigating the rest of my life with osteoporosis,
fitting into the smallest size possible pales in comparison to feeling energized, healthy, and well fed,
I could spend my entire life starving myself for the validation of others, or, I could live my life accepting my unconditional enoughness and creating body composition change from a place of nourishment, not punishment.
I’m not here to tell you what to do with your body (that’s all you, boo), but I can confidently say that having been there before, and after (barely) making it out the other side, I will not be participating in the current extreme weight loss trend.
Looking to lose weight in a way that’s health-promoting, sustainable, and the by-product of a healthy and confident relationship with food? I’m here to help.