Ever since people started paying attention to body image and deciding what was the most desirable body type, "skinny" has always prevailed.
Our society has this unwavering obsession over having the perfect body; we condemn celebrities who are "too thick" and post photos of their undesirable body types on magazines for all of the world to see.
Even if we don't care about what a celebrity looks like under their clothes, we are bombarded by the media telling us that this is not what an attractive person should look like.
We condemn curves and demand that our models have the body types of an eight year old boy; no curves, tiny legs with an immense thigh gap, no fat on their belly and the arms of an Ethiopian child.
This isn't a practical physique for a woman and it's criminal that our society has been uplifting this mentality for such a long time.
Women were made to be strong, curvy, and completely different than men; or eight year old boys for that matter.
We were designed to be dainty, yet strong, defined, yet muscular. Our bodies weren't meant to be emaciated and lanky; we were meant to be powerful and healthy.
Ultimately, yes we can all agree that its easier to dress and pants shopping isn't as tragic when you have tiny, curveless legs to deal with, but at what cost are we obtaining this?
How obsessed do we have to get to realize that this infatuation is producing eating disorders and a league of insecure girls?
When I was a freshman in high school I did gymnastics 20+ hours a week, wore a size 0 and didn't really care about my body image. I could eat whatever I wanted because this sport that I was passionate about allowed me to weigh practically nothing. But as soon as I quit, I just happened to break my ankle and was immobile for about three months; you can only imagine how much my body changed in those three months.
I went from a size 0 to a size 8 by my junior year and I learned to hate my body and hate my newfound curves. Going to buy jeans was nothing short of depressing because I actually had thighs and hips now.
And society wasn't kindly easing me into my new body either.
If your body automatically has a quick metabolism, then good for you, but for the rest of us, here's a heads up : people are so consumed by worrying about their own body image that half the time they don't have time to judge your figure, therefore who cares? You pretty much get a free pass to not hate yourself for your unsatisfactory assets.
And heads up round two: girls that do judge you are just doing it out of their own insecurity, so that's even more reason to love yourself for who you are.
Of course I encourage you to strive towards healthiness, but don't think for a second that you have the wrong body if you don't have the physique of a starving model with a concave stomach and defined cheek bones that you can see from outer space.
Your body isn't wrong, society is.