In a diet and body-image-obsessed society, have we normalised under-eating with silent negative consequences?

How might your relationship with food be serving you?

Hmmm. I am proposing that, consciously or not, your eating behaviours may have served a purpose in your life.

Here is the thing about body image work…you don’t have to love your body.

No matter how many memes we save on Instagram, moving from body bashing to loving your body doesn’t happen overnight. That’s a huge ask to make of anyone. Especially when we have been conditioned to be on opposing sides. Waging war with it, trying to restrict and sweat it into submission.

It’s tricky to give ourselves permission to prioritise and make space for creativity and play. We live in a society that conditions us, especially women, to justify downtime. That makes us feel guilty for resting, for being ‘frivolous’ with time when we could reorganise a cupboard and earn our productivity stripes.

Still, we can take a beat to consider why we find it difficult. To ask the questions;

Who told us that story?

Where does the idea we can’t make space to let loose and go to the adult roller disco come from?

What would it feel like to do the thing and not give a flying fish what anyone else thought?

What if we just swung from the monkey bars, and the only thought we had was I love how this feels?