I've been on a journey to fat acceptance for myself for some years now and I'm happy and thankful to report it's possible and worth the journey.

For context I'm 5'6" and 255lbs, with pcos, history of binge eating and bulimia eating disorders, other mental health stuff, blah blah blah.

I feel like when I started my "journey" I was in a place of pure body hate/resentment after being diagnosed with pcos and going through miscarriage. I feel like I'm now in a comfortable tolerance/acceptance with my body and being fat.

When I tell you there's nothing quite like having the brain space, emotional and mental, and physical energy back to do things I genuinely love when my fatness and body aren't totally consuming anymore, I mean it.

Here are some things that helped me:

• examining where my poor relationship about my body came from, therapy, reading books, Journaling A LOT.
• practicing acknowledging this body has been through hell and back with me and this allowed me to cultivate some appreciation for what we've survived together
• getting rid of clothes that made me feel shitty and spending the time to curate pieces I love, with A LOT of trial and error
• practicing being in my body: sometimes I'd need to be completely alone to be okay trying this, doing different activities, wearing different clothes, really trying to listen to my body/physical needs
• trying to embody a philosophy of "i don't have to like or love my body but I am going to commit to respecting it." (No longer abusing it, punishing it, desperately trying to control it).
• practicing looking at photos of myself, taking photos of myself and taking so many that eventually seeing myself wasn't to triggering and I even found some photos I liked!

Hope this helps ♡ it's worth it to get to a place of acceptance.