I told them their discussion depressed me; they're too smart to care about something so trivial, especially because their bodies will be changing drastically in the next few years, and because at least one of these girls is a runner. I assured them that thigh gaps have more to do with bone structure anyway.
But this all got me thinking about those days when I was too-too thin and my thighs didn't touch.
When I had a thigh gap, I had...
Really low self-esteem. No number was low enough. I hated myself everyday.
Hair loss due to malnutrition.
Brittle nails because...well, see above.
Mood swings and a short temper. I was constantly hungry, which meant I was constantly angry and upset.
Memory and focus problems. Days went by in a fog most of the time.
Terrible skin. Drastic dieting led to dry, thin skin.
Trouble socializing. I was too focused on how I looked and whether I would have to eat in front of people to even bother making an effort.
A relapse into clinical depression. I think this one doesn't need much explaining.
My thighs touch these days. They are strong, muscular, and powerful. They push me through long runs, up hills, across finish lines...They make me feel confident. They make me feel like a woman. They make me feel proud of my body.
|These thighs helped me PR my last half marathon, and I'm damn proud of them.|
I will never have a thigh gap again, and I couldn't be happier about it.
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