Where to start?
I remember having a conversation in p6 (age 9) about where the hell our vaginas were supposed to be. Neither of us knew! I grew up without any sense of what the hell was going on down there. I was actually more aware of having a clitoris than a vagina. But I thought this little bumpy thing was where my pee came out of. Then I realised I was wrong. And concluded that it came out of my vagina. Basically I had no idea.
I always thought I was fat. From age 9. Now I know all it was was puppy fat, but I guess yeah, age 9 was when I started obsessing about it.
From age 11 onwards, not only was I obsessing about weight, I was also self-conscious about my breasts. I wanted my nipples to be pointy, but they were flat. I remember standing in front of a mirror and feeling so disgusting that I started punching myself. I remember looking at my legs and thinking how there was just too much fat, it was like a lump of meat, and getting angry at myself. It astounds me looking back at photos that I thought I was overweight. I have never been overweight.
Age 13 was when I stopped carrying packed lunches to school. I would eat no breakfast, no lunch, I wouldnt even drink. People say the longest you can go without a drink is 3 days. Wrong. I went four days without eating or drinking anything once. I wouldnt eat all day until I got home from school, almost in a panic and raid the fridge eat anything and everything and then feel awful about it. Then on top of that I would eat dinner. And spend the rest of the evening torturing myself about it and throwing up.
I got into self harm. Sometimes it was as a way of punishing myself for eating bad food. I'd cut out pictures of really beautiful women from vogue and stick them in my diary for encouragement. I was anorexic/bulimic for 6 years in my teens.
It wasnt even weight that bothered me as much as shape. The day I became aware I had cellulite I was so shocked and disgusted. And I felt like a freak because of it. I just didnt think it was normal. The shape of my genetalia disgusted me too, cos my inner lips are quite big, they hang nearly an inch outside my body. I was utterly convinced this was wrong, this was abnormal. I'd try to tuck the lips into my vagina!
Thing is, the education system tells you "there's your penis, there's your vagina.When mummy and daddy love each other very much, that goes in there. Now go home".
Nobody tells you it's normal to get cellulite as you grow up. Nobody tells you it's ok for your inner labia to protrude out of your outer labia. Noone tells you it's ok to have nipples that aren't permanently erect. I just had this image in my head of what was normal and what wasn't and I wasn't lol. And it's really only in latter years i've learnt it's ok.
Well yeah, I was quite a troubled adolescent in that respect. As i've matured i've learnt to live with and accept the things I dislike about my body. It's helped me see beauty in real people!