An opinions piece by Ellie Junius, Freelance Writer
Growing up, dance was always about expression and having fun for me. I was skinny and flat, I had an ideal ballerina body. Although, I was also eight years old when I started dancing.
As my body began to mature, I no longer fit the typical “dancer’s body”. I’m not particularly tall. In fact, I’m quite short. And to top it all off, I have more curves than any professional dancer I’ve ever seen. Not only did I stand out in dance, but in middle school I was bullied for having a body that mature faster than others. Eventually, I’d realize that the assets I have despised, would one day be sources of confidence. However, through dance and the social standards we live with, I still struggle to recognize that my body is not something to hate.
One day, I was scrolling through Instagram and saw a video that stood out to me. A girl was speaking on how her legs helped her to move and walk, her arms allowed her to hug and embrace people she loved, her hands helped her feel and hold things that spark joy. It continued as she highlighted all the things she appreciates on her body. It pushed me to realize that I’m so grateful to have the body I have.
Imperfections and all, my body helps me to express myself in ways I never could with words. I still struggle to find self worth and beauty in the body I have, but I continue to strive towards a healthier outlook. We should feel grateful for our bodies; stretch marks and tummy rolls are a part of life. Our bodies protect our most vital organs, they cultivate growth and health. It’s okay to have insecurities, but imperfections are what make us human.
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